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Pure Denizen Of The Citizens BandI want to ask you fellowsWhy do you shut me out? When I've driven every place that they call land I talk plain talk I've seen the moon sitting on the road And I don't eat no Chateaubriand And I drive my car under same stars Where the miles are, come back I demand Dear gentlemen, please let me in I don't know how I can make you understand I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band Hey friend, you know what I'd do If I was making the bucks Well, I'd move me to a place Where all they had was trucks 'Cause there's one thing that I can't stand There's one thing that I cannot stand One thing I cannot stand, can't stand Cannot stand, can't stand |