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run the fuck away
Wisconsin
by Remy

He paints his nails,
He looks for whales,
Even though he lives in Wisconsin,
His hair's a mess,
He stole my dress,
And the Bastard moved to Wisconsin.

Harpoon in hand,
He stalks the land,
Whaling deep in Wisconsin,
He struts his stuff,
He plays real tough,
But the bastard hates Wisconsin.


[Chorus]
Cause he's the Reincarnation of Elvis,
He's the Reincarnation of Elvis,
He likes his women,
He likes his booze,
He likes his sequins,
He hates to lose,
Cause he's the Reincarnation of Elvis,
The Reincarnation of Elvis.

We met last night,
In the pale moonlight,
That shown over Wisconsin,
He was whiny and moany,
But paid alimony,
And won't go to jail in Wisconsin.

He shakes his hips,
His friends all trip,
Even though they live in Wisconsin,
Acid's the stuff,
They can't get enough,
And they forget they're in Wisconsin.

[Chorus]

He owns a huge car,
He sits at the bar,
Each night he's in Wisconsin,
His hair's real greasy,
These rhymes are cheesy,
But I went to school in Wisconsin.

[Outro]
Oh Wisconsin!
Oh Wisconsin!
Elvis' soul stalks Wisconsin,
He went to the swami,
Who showed him past lives,
He stopped eating salami,
Just so he won't die!

Oh Wisconsin!
Oh Wisconsin!
I met Elvis in Wisconsin,
My husband left for Wisconsin,
I was married to Elvis,
In Wisconsin.
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