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  • Текст песни Roy Brown - Butcher Pete

    Исполнитель: Roy Brown
    Название песни: Butcher Pete
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    Тут расположен текст песни (слова песни) Roy Brown - Butcher Pete, перевод и видео (клип).
    Hey everybody, did the news get around
    About a guy named Butcher Pete
    Oh, Pete just flew into this town
    And he's choppin' up all the women's meat

    [Chorus]
    He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
    He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
    He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
    He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat

    Butcher Pete's got a long sharp knife
    He starts choppin' and don't know when to stop
    All you fellows gotta watch your wifes
    'Cause Pete don't care who's meat he chops

    Ever since Peter flew into town
    He's been havin' a ball
    Just cuttin' and choppin' for miles around
    Single women, married women, old maids and all

    Wakes up in the morning, half past five
    Chops from sunrise to sunset
    I don't see how he stays alive
    Meat's gonna be the death of ole Pete, yeah

    The police put Pete in jail
    Yes, he finally met his faith
    But when they came to pay his bail
    They found him choppin' up his cell mate

    That Butcher Pete is a crazy man
    Tries to chop down the wind and the rain
    Just hacks on anything he can get
    Say, turn this record over, you ain't heard nothing yet

    (Part II)

    Well, they let ole Pete out of the jail
    He went back to his store
    All the women who payed his bail
    Were waitin' on Pete to chop some more

    There's an old woman, who's ninety-two
    Lives down the street
    She said, one thing more I wanna do
    Is find ole Pete and let him chop my meat

    Pete went to church one Sunday night
    He gave the preacher a fit
    That crazy Pete started a fight
    When he went hackin' on the pulpit

    Well, they put him in jail again
    They tried to give him life
    Pete beat the case, he pleaded insane
    They gave him back his same ole knife

    Well, he got out of jail on Sunday night
    Monday he tightened his grip
    He started to China to see the sites
    Went nuts again and chopped up the ship

    Brought ole Pete back to town
    To electrocute him there
    But Pete was crazy like a clown
    He chopped down that electric chair

    He's a maniac!
    He don't do nothin' but hackin'
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