LYRICS:

V1: Put your warm cocks in a shoe box if you got a foot like mine
Get you some Beau Nair, make it rise, realize that I love your vagine
You got a way about ya lady kinda percolates my nads
You been workin on the pole, gonna gargle my tads, yea
That's what I like~ step up to the mic!

CH:        
You ain't messin' with a lightweight, I ain't tryin' to be discreet
But if you call me a pussy, you're goddamn right
Cause they say that you are what you eat- which means I'm your mother!

V2: Take a deep breath in your nostrils- can you smell my rugged musk?
Just pretend I'm an ear of corn and come over and shuck my husk
Tell me I'm your man, I'm your lover, I'm your knight who will
Fight for the woman that he loves- to lick like an
Ice Cream cone, getting stoned to the boner gonna
Saturate your undies as your number one donor  CH:

BR: Now don't go missin' me too much, though I know I'm so hard to resist
       But pickin' up the phone and dialing my number gets you
       Right to the top of my list of women I have deeply kissed on the pooter

V3: Can I take you out for a good time, we could do a night on the town
I see the look in your one crazy eye that says 
Some crazy shit's about to go down
So when I'm rollin' up a doob while you're heating up the lube 
We can spark it and get ready to rock
Cause Beau Nair's in the air and I just don't care 
What ya do to my goddamn cock!  CH:

You Are What You Eat

LYRICS:

V1: Well, sweet Betty Lou, look at her dance
Struttin' all around in her camel toe pants
Walkin' along down the boulevard
Swinging that thing til the men get hard

CH:  She's a maneater, can't beat her
A superstore greeter

V2: Well sweet Betty Lou, serving up pie
Taste so good make a grown man cry
Swinging her cakes down on the street
Betty Lou likes any man she can eat 

CH:  She's a maneater, can't beat her
A superstore greeter

BRIDGE:
And we all like seeing her perform
We've got her love to keep us warm
We like to see her in the back
Of a shack where you jack it on the floor
Betty Lou lets you in the old back door

V3: Well Betty would give more than she'd take
Got a hot dog with her big fat shake
The boys in town know where she's been
Suckin' on a cone at the Dairy Queen 

CH:  She's a maneater, can't beat her
A superstore greeter

Sweet Betty Lou

LYRICS:

CHORUS: 
What's your sign? Mine says Mustache Rides Right Here!
Come on and grab me by the ear 
Get on top and face my front
Come and smother me with your- Hey!
See ya next Tuesday, be on time
Cause you're gonna ride to the end of the line
yea you're gonna take this Mustache ride goin' all the way inside

V1: They call it a handlebar for a reason, you should know
I'm like a human motorcycle that is ready to go
Like the dude, I do abide- can I offer you a ride? CH:

V2: Short or long, it's a savor of flavor, I can tell
Long after our lovin' I'm lovin' the smell 
Like the dude, I do abide- can I offer you a ride? CH:

BRIDGE: 
You're such a funky trip, I got your funk stunk on my lip

V3: They call it a mustache ride for a reason you should know 
Take a ride so you can see the wild side of riding Beau
Like the dude, I do abide- so come on and take that ride!

CHORUS: 
What's your sign? Mine says Mustache Rides Right Here!
Come on and grab me by the ear 
Get on top and face my front
Come and smother me with your- Hey!
See ya next Tuesday, be on time
Cause you're gonna ride to the end of the line
yea you're gonna take this Mustache ride goin' all the way inside

Mustache Ride

LYRICS:

V1: We ride on the back of horse 
with a cock so long it could choke your mom
Not that she can suck it anymore 
like she used to do in back of Cumberland Farms

We side with the people who fight for justice 
And motherfuckin' take the pain
Like Perry said in "Ain't No Right" but it isn't like that now

CH: What do you do when you got no posse
To get on up and go catch them rustlers 
And read them Hustlers in the 
back of a limousine with a fat doobie and a smile
Because we ride in style, lest you think
That we don't know how to make your sister squirt
All over my favorite shirt yea!

V2: We ride at dawn, get it on tonight 
with your lucky little lady and a bottle of your 
favorite wine or lube or lard~ kinda makes me hard
Grab the reins of the horse with the giant cock
Make sure that you are ready to rock
When the orange sunshine kicks in and you can get your licks in

CH: What do you do when you got no posse 
To get on up and go catch them rustlers 
And read them Hustlers in the 
back of a limousine with a fat doobie and a smile
Because we ride in style, lest you think
That we don't know how to make your sister squirt
All over my favorite shirt and pants
Maybe do a dance in her panties like your
Daddy used to do with your Mommy and your Aunties- oh!

BRIDGE: 
My kiss, you'll be frenchin' with your anal retention 
Dig my ball hog suspension~ it's from another dimension
Maybe I'll grab the band and we'll bold rock ya
Maybe I'll put some ice down my pants and cold cock ya

Beau Nair in your mirror turn around
Beau Nair to your knees on the ground
Beau Nair in a Buffalo Stance, hang
Low in the pocket for the disco dance
Grab on, Beau Nair is headed to the moon
Gotta grab on a rocket, we'll be getting there soon
To a place you'll be likin'
Just keep hitch hikin' like Frodo off to Mt. Doom!

CH: What do you do when you got no posse 
To get on up and go catch them rustlers 
And read them Hustlers in the 
back of a limousine with a fat doobie and a smile
Because we ride in style, lest you think
That we don't know how to make your sister squirt
All over my favorite shirt and pants
Maybe do a dance in her panties like your
Daddy used to do with your Mommy and your Aunties- oh!

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Song, instruments and production by Beau Nair, your new favorite Country superstar!

We Ride

I'm gonna FUNK YOU! Hear the steaming new jam from country superstar Beau Nair, wrigglin' up your booty hole to deliver more ass shaking than an earthquake on a donkey farm. Beau Nair takes full responsibility for the wild soiree that his music will cause to erupt in your domicile or any other similarly classy location. Fate has brought your booty to Beau Nair~ now let's get it on, lay it down and funk it out, sisters and brothers! From the new album TRUTH OR NAIR, dropping soon. Find out more at www.beaunair.com

LYRICS:

V1: I'm a bad motherfucker and I don't mind trying to 
connect you with the groove to move your behind
You like shakin' that ass while you're smokin' that grass
Makes you feel like a superstar- uh!
I'm a funked-up cowboy, critical to move you in a 
Way that gets your ass cheeks bumpin' to the Funktry
Now you wanna funk me but I wanna
Funk you too like gorillas at the zoo  

CH: I'm gonna funk you; I might spelunk you
Gonna dunk you deep in a tub of my love juice
I'm gonna funk you deep
Baby you will never sleep alone
With Beau Nair on the phone you will conjure my bone
Got it waiting at home

V2: 
Now I'm a sensual lover and your pleasure is my aim every time
Yea I know how to make you smile: got your clitoris on speed dial
I'm an Army of One, a Bad Ass Battalion better
Grab the reins, you can't tame this stallion
Lookin' at my ass in jeans makes your mother scream 
while she creams her control top hosiery  CH:   

BRIDGE:
Is there a faster way to climb 
To the climax that we're aiming to reach?
Feel my face get sticky with the juice coming loose from your pous 
As I'm eating your peach
You removed my pants and you made me moan
It's like BJ and the Bear but the bear stayed home
You said "Beau Nair, come on and give me what I need!"
So I did, you little pinkberry
I'm gonna funk you
Deep in your booty where you make a little doody

V3: You got that something I can't see without removing all your clothes
I bet that we could play a game where I can wear your pantyhose
Rub that lotion on our bodies just so we can slip and slide
Or maybe sit and spin- however you want to ride me   CH:

Truth or Nair

Funk You

“Let Me Stay” ft. David Duggins by Cody Richardson

Shame Us

This track was written and recorded by David Duggins.  Garret Johnson on drums and Thomas Adams on bass.  Guitars, vocals, mixed and mastered by David Duggins.  Enjoy.

Year After Year

LYRICS:

V1: I don't know why I can't stop singing this song
Got the words memorized 
I don't know why I am feeling so high for so long
But I'm not surprised

CH: Maybe you can see the look on my face
When I'm lighting it up like the sun
Maybe you think it is such a disgrace that 
The Devil's Lettuce has won, but I'm not done

V2: I am in tune with the stereo speakers got the
Earth, Wind and Fire on (I'm yearning and learning)
Can't feel my face but I'm scattering the tweakers like I'm
Such an atomic bomb   CH:

V3: Say goodbye to the fate that you thought you were
On a collision course
Give up your ties to the ultimate action when you
Mount and ride your high horse  CH:

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Song, instruments and production by Beau Nair, your new favorite Country superstar!

The Devil's Lettuce

Psychedelic grunge rock from outer space.

Year After Year

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