Oh, Breaka 1.9, this is the dog catcher, catching the stray mysteries, throwing them in the kennel and truth.

Out there in the airwaves tonight, just looking for a conversation to have maybe looking for some truth come on back

I got your five five there dog catcher well you don't rustled yourself up the sidewinder, slither and

mysteries and the highways of the unknown, also on my hundred miles outside of

Tulsa on my way to Shaky Town. Come on back.

10 four-rig rider.

Dog you hear you loud and clear out here.

Beautiful night.

Maybe see me some UFOs up there in them stars.

They can coming down here just like disco lights in a bear trap.

I'm doing a double nickel down here outside of Houston putting a hammer down in this

old Peter built pushing it just like that ex-wife pushed me and the place is unknown.

Come on back.

For sure, for sure.

I feel your pain there dog catcher on between seat covers myself, but I tell you this, soon as I find

me a woman worth counting the buttons on her blouse. I'm going to throw me a party on holy Crowley be jealous of you here.

Yeah, I'd unheard you driver. Boy ain't nothing surprised me anymore. I was telling this fellow out

at a truck stop the other day, was hauling the load and this Kenworth down at

old Honey Island, Louisiana. Heard till he got chased by some Bigfoot looking thing down there.

So he was going double nickel down through there and this Bigfoot thing he was a boogie and I

garen told you.

Because I didn't hardly believe him. Can't believe anything you see these days not with these all hooker lookers you

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