George Thorogood & the Destroyers - Tail Dragger Lyrics
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Tail Dragger
Tail Dragger Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Tail Dragger By George Thorogood & the Destroyers?
I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks
I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks well I get what I want and I don't come sneakin' back You eat your dinner eat your pork n beans I eat smoked chicken any better to see I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks Said I get what I want and I don't come sneakin' back Everybody laying down there fast asleep I'm somewhere makin' my midnight creep I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks Said I get what I want and I don't come sneakin' back District attorney and the chief of police They ain't never gonna track down me I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks Yes I get what I want and I don't come sneakin' back I'm a tail dragger I wipe out my tracks I'm a tail dragger and I wipe out my tracks Well I get what I want but I don't come sneakin' back Yes I get what I want and I don't come sneakin' back I'm a tail dragger Wipin' out my tracks Stealin' lil' chickies And they can't find me Tail dragger for you baby |
Who Wrote Tail Dragger By George Thorogood & the Destroyers?
Lester Butler, Willie Lee Dixon
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What's The Duration Of The Tail Dragger By George Thorogood & the Destroyers?The duration of Tail Dragger is 3:41 minutes and seconds. |
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