Cousin Fred Lyrics

Got my gun, Got my beer
Lets go out and kill some deer.
Me, You and Cousin Fred
One of us will come back dead
Give me a beer hurry up
Let's get in the pickup truck
We ain't got no time to lose
Gimmie a gun, pass the booze
How can you call this a sport to kill
Something with no remorse
Let's go out I need to kill
That's the way I get cheap thrills
Sitting and waiting to attack
It's easy when they don't fight back
Give me a gun, here they come
Let's go out and have some fun
There he is, looking at me
I'm so drunk I can barely see
I don't care, I'll let it fly
And hit the deer between the eyes
Now I got him, I shot him dead
Whoops, I shot my Cousin Fred
He was hiding behind a tree
Now he's dead in front of me

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