Who's glory days are over
Long gone disjointed tattooed parlor misfortune
Gone are the days in the clover
The boys of the valley in their rattlin machines
A tough guy appearance
Big and burly and mean
And the girls of the valley with curvaceous swinging misleading
Where you headed your way down to death row
Beheading the way down to death row and destruction
Long haired sex goddess ladies swaying hips
big boots and Marilyn lips
Gentleman's club on every corner
Sipping some beer with your pizza supper
Yummy, ignorant bliss
Tough tatted valley boys who once were a misnomer
Desired and outnumbered now a plethora you are all over
A dime a dozen a million to one you are all over
On top of the world on top of the busty girls
Charming smiles and chiseled chins
Boys of the valley, once you were wanted all over
Wanted all over
Swimming pool patio party down by the wash
Driving to the BBQ in your Range Rover
Hairdresser girl, Bartending ladies,
Bouncer Valley Boy
But 'tis sad but true.
The days of the Valley are over.
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