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B.E.: Hey Neal! 
N.M.: Yeah buddy? 
B.E.: I am sick and tired of people makin' fun of our president and our country 
N.M.: I agree with ya. 
B.E.: Well, why don't we tell the American people how we feel? 
N.M.: Well let me start. 
B.E.: Go ahead. 

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Well they oughta take the "Dixie" out of the Dixie Chicks 
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Don't let 'em back in Texas, their assess should be kicked 
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For puttin' down our president from the other side of the pond 
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Let's send 'em over to Iraq to hang out with Saddam 
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They stated their opinion, and now I'm statin' mine 
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And they stuck their foot right in their mouth 
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Hey Chicks! (mmm-hmmm) here's your sign 


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N.M.: You tell 'em Bill! 
B.E.: I will. 
N.M.: What about that cat out there where you live? 
B.E.: Yeah, yeah we're real proud of him. 

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Old Michael Moore got his award and started talkin' trash 
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We oughta take that Oscar (watch out), and shove it up his-- 
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Ask me how I really feel and I will take the chance 
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To tell you we should box him up and ship his ass to France! (off to France) 
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Some Hollywood celebrities run their mouths all the time 
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Well they oughta think before they speak 
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Hey Michael! (listen up) here's your sign 


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B.E.: Alright Neal, we're both proud Texans. 
N.M.: Proud Texans. 
B.E.: So let's tell 'em how we feel. 
N.M.: Alright. 

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When you hear "don't mess with Texas," we mean just what we say 
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That goes the same for every state in the good ol' USA 
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'Cause our president and Tommy Franks are gonna stand their ground 
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So if you're thinkin' about attackin' us, oh we're gonna hunt ya down! 
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So all you crazy idiots can run but you can't hide 
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'Cause we're closin' in on you 
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Hey Saddam! Mustafah! Osama! Kadaffi! And my favorite, Jack Surac (oh, Jack) here's your sign 


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N.M.: Jack Surac...I think it's Jacques 
B.E.: "jock" is what an athlete wears you moron