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Strap on that there jammy pac.
Get a grip on your soul.
Sip on that there family flask,
And I'll guide you towards the door.
She don't feed me in the mornin',
And I can't take no more!
So strap on that there jammy pac,
And get up off my floor.
Strap on that there jammy pac
And slide a double dime my way.
Dry off your distributor cap,
And hip me to the game you play.
She's jonesin' for a jammy
With a girl that I call Tammy,
So strap on that there jammy pac,
It's time for you to pay.
Strap on that there jammy pac.
She hypnotized one dude.
Stains you like a heart attack.
Van Winkle says Fuck
you.
Never made me no supper.
A boy like me needs it, too!
So strap on that thar jammy pac,
It's time to pay your due.
- Album:
- GodWeenSatan
- White Pepper
- All Request Live
- The Mollusk
- Chocolate And Cheese
- Miscellaneous
- La Cucaracha
- Live In Chicago
- Quebec
- Ween And Friends
- Live in Toronto Canada [feat. Shit Creek Boys]
- Compilation
- Bonnaroo 2004
- The Pod
- The Friends
- Ween (Live In Chicago)
- Pure Guava
- Ween - Live in Toronto Canada
- Live at Stubbs, 7/2000 (Live)
- The Friends EP