Bucket T lyrics
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Bucket, bucket T T, bucket T, bucket T
Bucket, bucket T T, bucket T, bucket T
Found her in a barn in Tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket T
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that Tennessee mud
My bucket T
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Bucket T
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My bucket T
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Bucket, bucket T T, bucket T, bucket T
Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool
Drivin' down the road, I'll get my kicks
A poppin' the clutch and a slippin' the sticks
My bucket T
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Bucket T
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My bucket T
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Bucket, bucket T T, bucket T, bucket T
I was right, too, she's first in her class
There's nothing on the freeway, she don't pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But there's only one seat in my bucket T
My bucket T
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Bucket T
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My bucket T
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Bucket T is a song interpreted by The Who