Well I quit school in the tenth grade and I grew out my hair. I got me a job doin' lawn mower repair.
I met an Army recruiter down at the Winn-Dixie. He said son you've no future, pack up and go with me.
The first place we landed was a base called Balad. They convoyed our asses to a 10 acre F.O.B. With my boots and my cover and an old M-16, two bottles of water and a cold MRE.
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Oh, you'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid. We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade.
It's not a job, it's an adventure. Oh yes sir I got that, ah, but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at. You never told me I'd get my ass shot at.
The first night in combat we went on patrol. They ambushed our convoy and we chased the assholes. We found them all hidin' in the water ditches. And we took aim and killed all them son of a bitches.
Ah yeah,
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You'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid. We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade.
It's not a job, it's an adventure. Oh yes sir I got that, ah, but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at. You never told me I'd get my ass shot at.
Walked in on my buddy with a female MP. Ugliest woman you ever did see.
He said why are you laughin', you've got lots of nerve. Over here in the desert, we grade on the curve.
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Oh, you'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid. We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade. It's not a job, it's an adventure. Oh yes sir I got that, ah, but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at.
Oh you never told him he'd get his ass shot at.
