Deep down
It's confusing, awkward maybe
But every town needs a man like me
Don't act surprised, I call the shots
Never seen a guy, who makes you drop
Your jaw deep down, I caused that frown
I caused that frown, the king of town
Really really deep down I'm the king of town
Really really deep down I'm the king of town
It's confusing, awkward maybe
But every town needs a man like me
This town is filled with girly boys
No balls no beard, no clue no toys
Trained pro's, big guys, they're on a leash
The chicks are slim, no boobs just peas
Can I find a bar with proper beer
What the hell's up with that radler here
Please get drunk quick, stop for a snack
Fire the gun and get right back
Mr. Joe Abe - King of Town Lyrics
Mr. Joe Abe - King of Town Lyrics
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Deep down
It's confusing, awkward maybe
But every town needs a man like me
Don't act surprised, I call the shots
Never seen a guy, who makes you drop
Your jaw deep down, I caused that frown
I caused that frown, the king of town
Really really deep down I'm the king of town
Really really deep down I'm the king of town
It's confusing, awkward maybe
But every town needs a man like me
This town is filled with girly boys
No balls no beard, no clue no toys
Trained pro's, big guys, they're on a leash
The chicks are slim, no boobs just peas
Can I find a bar with proper beer
What the hell's up with that radler here
Please get drunk quick, stop for a snack
Fire the gun and get right back
It's confusing, awkward maybe
But every town needs a man like me
Don't act surprised, I call the shots
Never seen a guy, who makes you drop
Your jaw deep down, I caused that frown
I caused that frown, the king of town
Really really deep down I'm the king of town
Really really deep down I'm the king of town
It's confusing, awkward maybe
But every town needs a man like me
This town is filled with girly boys
No balls no beard, no clue no toys
Trained pro's, big guys, they're on a leash
The chicks are slim, no boobs just peas
Can I find a bar with proper beer
What the hell's up with that radler here
Please get drunk quick, stop for a snack
Fire the gun and get right back
Writer: Bas Biggelaar, Jeroen Pijnenburg, Merlijn Minderhout, Roy Maurix
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Mr. Joe Abe
Language: English
Length: 7:06
Written by: Bas Biggelaar, Jeroen Pijnenburg, Merlijn Minderhout, Roy Maurix