Somebody breathin down my neck
While Im tryin to roll the bones
I dont care Ill just float a check
Cause Im feelin my gamblin jones
Here come seven, gimme eleven come again
Love to hideout where I am my own best friend

Theres crazy little linda lou
With the long and lanky legs
Nobody do it like linda do
At these backwoods lone star dregs
Like I told you, head out fm 92
Roll in slowly, youll be safer if you do

If you dont know what Im talkin about
Let me ease your worried mind
Its the place to go without a doubt
But its a litlle bit hard to find
Back in the timber, once youre there
Youll wanna stay
Get loose and limber anytime night or day
Just remember, ask for the avalon hideway