"Pickle Wallet Blues"
Male CountryLyrics
Well, I got myself a wallet, a peculiar kind
Made outta skin, you won't believe the find
It's deep and dark, a mystery to behold
A secret compartment, a story untold
Pickle wallet blues, got me feelin' low
A salty surprise, where the pickles grow
Hidden deep inside, a crunchy delight
A questionable fashion, a peculiar sight
I reached inside to grab a trusty bill
And out popped a pickle, a comical thrill
A sour surprise, a salty sensation
A wallet like this, is a strange creation
Pickle wallet blues, got me feelin' low
A salty surprise, where the pickles grow
Hidden deep inside, a crunchy delight
A questionable fashion, a peculiar sight
Should I eat it? Should I hide it away?
A dilemma so strange, day by day
A walking refrigerator, a culinary case
This pickle wallet, is a bizarre disgrace
Pickle wallet blues, got me feelin' low
A salty surprise, where the pickles grow
Hidden deep inside, a crunchy delight
A questionable fashion, a peculiar sight