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Da Turdy Point Buck 
By: Bananas at Large
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Rank this week: 26 (↑42)
Duration: 5:11 
Release Date: 1991  (rkmar2) 
Lyrics By: Bananas at Large (April05) 
Music By: Bananas at Large (April05) 
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Let me tell you that
and you no, it's not so much the heat,
as it is the gosh darn humidity.
You no that when u sit there in the bed,
and your just sweaty you no?
And you just go to reach for the water on the nightstand,
and you slide right out of bed
and the wife says,
"Stop making so much noise! Your waking me up, go to sleep!"
Well let me tell you,
(yeah?)
times like that,
make me think bout moving up north,
you no?
(good idea)
Ya I'd do it to.
Course then I couldn't watch the Packers.
You no the Packers are...
Cause I like the Packers.
I'd do anything for the Packers.
Who can forget Vince Lombardi, you no?
Back in the glory years?
Not me, boy.
Yeah anyhow.
Getting to be that time of year,
eh?(yeah, oh yeah)
(horses eat it)
Ya, I'm a deer hunter.
How do you do?
I got the deer hunting rapping tale for you.
I'm so excited, it's my favorite time of year.
I love to freeze my buns,
chasing trophy deer.
But don't clap your hands,
to the stomping of the feet,
because Yahey's like me,
he can't keep a steady beat.
no, m mm,
(come on now, lets get with the beat)

I got the great big knife,
cause the hunting is my life.
It's my chance to drink beer and get away from the wife.
It's the boys night out,
acting stupidly,
say now, "baby, baby, don't you think maybe, how 'bout you n me, ya?
haha (get away!)(ow ow ow!)

Well we partied all night,
never made it to our bunks.
And I was sitting in the tree stand,
on the tree day, drunk.
Wind was blowing 45,
temp 30 below.
I was freezing to death,
then it started to snow.
So I got out from the tree stand,
started heading for the truck,
and that's when I seen it there,
the turdy point buck.

TURDY POINT BUCK?!
turdy point buck.
turdy point buck.
(turdy point buck)

Well, he was 8 foot tall,
weighed 12,000 pounds,
with every step there was a shake,
sh-shakin of the ground.
He was rutaful, so beautiful.
Strutted right out of my dreams,
he was created by God,
just for outdoor magazines.

Now, I'm not much for thinking,
no, I don't do it often,
but I had an idea.
(yeah, what was that?)
To put that turdy pointer,
right in his coffin, ya.
(turdy point buck)

Couldn't get to my grenades,
(yeah right)
the was in the shop,
my stomach was tied into a monkey knot.
Ya, my only hope was Betty Lou,
she was the one,
a combination AK 57 oozie radar laser triple-barrel double-scoped heat-seeking shotgun.
(turdy point buck)

Ya, got the women clappin in the back there, I gotta make that.
Well he was coming toward me,
getting bigger n bigger,
but my fingers were so frozen,
I couldn't pull the trigger.
I kicked off my boots,
fired with my big toe,
I was Dirty Harry, John Wayne, n G.I. Joe.

Ya, that turdy point buck,
was only 10 feet away, ya,
still I couldn't seem to hit him,
and he wouldn't run away.
And after 20 minutes,
when the smoke cleared,
there were hunters on the ground,
and the worlds biggest deer.
standing tall n proud,
he looked at me and yawned,
and then a flash of white,
n there he was...gone.
(oh its all right Clyde, don't worry about it)

Then 7 men got up,
n one fell down.
A big lump of blaze orange,
shaking on the ground.
At first I thought he was one of the boys,
but it was that no brother good in law of mine,
from Illinois.
(only Cheeseheads, send him back on the next plane)

Did ya see the turdy pointer?
Did ya see the turdy pointer?
Did ya see the turdy pionter?
Did ya see the turdy pointer?

As we jumped into the truck,
and I'm gonna get that
turdy point buck.
Ya, I'm gonna get that turdy point buck.
I'm gonna get that turdy point buck.
(turdy point buck)
(Hey, there he goes! There he goes!)
I'm gonna get that turdy point buck.
(Come on guys! Lets go get him!)
Ya, I'm gonna get that turdy point buck.
(Hey grab your gun man! I got my beer, and I got that hit-seeker)
If it's the last thing I do,
I'm gonna get that turdy point, turdy point buck.
Haha
(turdy point buck)
(Jacqke)
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