Bucket "T" by The Who

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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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My bucket T
(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
(Bucket T)
Bucket T
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My bucket T
(Bucket T)
Bucket T
(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
(Bucket T)
Bucket T
(Bucket T)
My bucket T
(Bucket T)
Bucket T
(Bucket T)

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Bucket, bucket T T, bucket T, bucket T
Bucket T T, bucket T, bucket T
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Bucket T
Bucket T
Bucket T

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