Tush - live

Yeah!

I been up, I been down
Take my word, my way around
I ain't askin' for much
No no, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush

I been bad, I been good
Dallas, Texas, Hollywood
I ain't askin' for much
No no no, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush

Take me back way back home
Not by myself, not alone
I ain't askin' for much
No no no, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for (some tush)

Yeah!

I been bad, I been good
I've been Texas, Hollywood
I ain't askin' for much
(I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush)

I've been, yeah yeah yeah yeah yea-oh
Yeah!

Oh, yeah! My buddy said
"Hey, man, I heard you're going up there
Playing a big show in Texas"
Said, "I, I've never been to Texas
What do they got out there in Texas?"
I said, "Anything you want"

Anything you want!
He said, "Like what?"
I said, "Well, they got good Mexican food"

"Number two, Mexican food"

"Somewhere in there we gotta throw
The important one in there, - pretty girls"

"Let's see, what else we got here?
Oh yeah", I told him, I said
"Man, we're leaving out the most important thing
He said, "What's that?"
I said, "The Dollar Store"

He said, "What it is?"
I said, "Yeah, the Dollar Store: anything you want - one dollar"

So I was talking to my little sweetie, and she said
"What are you gonna do?"
And I said, "Well, we're all going over to the Dollar Store"
She said, "That's OK, I'll drop you off"

I said, "Well, where are you going?"
She said, "I'm going up the street
I found a place called
Everything You Want for $250,000 Store"

Go ahead on, señorita
So we get in, get in the Dollar Store

And... You know, we're walking down the aisle
And we're tripping on all the colors
And all that stuff, whoa
Frank reached down in his pocket
And found a $2 bill in the Dollar Store

So we're walking around, figuring we'd
You know, doubled our winnings right there

So we got up to the end
Err, I almost said the cash register
They don't have a cash register at the Dollar Store

No, they don't need a cash register
They just take your shit
They goes, there's one, there's one dollar
There's two, there's two dollars
So we get, we get up to the end
Guess what we found?



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Beard, Billy Gibbons, Joe Hill
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