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“Boil Gone Wild (Devon’s Day Off)”
By: The Square Cow Crew
(Genre: Country chaos meets pure R-rated backyard scandal)
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[Verse 1 – Joe (setting the scene)]
Kurt said, “Boys, it’s a crawfish boil,
No drama, just beer and a pot that roils.”
Me and the crew got left off that list,
But Conner, Chase, and Devon? Front row kissed.
Chase showed up shirtless, Conner brought lube,
Devon walked in sayin’, “Let’s change the mood.”
Four beers in, they locked the gate,
And what happened next… would violate the state.
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[Chorus – All (laughin’, screamin’)]
It’s a boil gone wild, sweat and grease,
Shrimp in a pot and boys off-leash.
Lawn chairs flyin’, shirts get tossed,
Corn on the cob and morals lost.
Next day Devon’s MIA and sore,
But Kurt says, “He earned it”—
Bro, you lyin’ for a man who moaned on your floor!
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[Verse 2 – Dillon (disgusted and curious)]
I heard they played spin-the-pad till 2AM,
Then Conner yelled, “Double team me again!”
Chase got butter on the kitchen tile,
Kurt walked in with a grin and nothin’ but style.
They said “grab a leg”—didn’t mean the boil,
Someone brought whipped cream and motor oil.
The patio shook, someone screamed “Yeehaw!”
They broke a table, and maybe the law.
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[Chorus – All (wilder now)]
It’s a boil gone wild, boots in the trees,
Kurt said, “Keep goin’”—he was beggin’ on knees.
Devon got rode like a rented mule,
And Chase got choked with a Square Cow tool.
Monday came, and Devon ghosted clean,
But Kurt said, “That boy’s just chasin’ a dream.”
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[Bridge – Paul (shook but takin’ notes)]
They boiled meat, then boiled each other,
Rubbin’ backs like it’s a born-again brother.
Kurt don’t give PTO to nobody else,
But for Devon? He’d call out sick himself.
He said, “Let him rest, he’s in recovery,”
Man, you sound like y’all shared custody!
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[Verse 3 – Joe (flippin’ out)]
I called out once for a flat-out flu,
Kurt said, “Don’t care, get the dolly and move.”
But Devon misses work ‘cause his back’s blown out—
From Kurt? From Chase? We still got doubts.
Conner limpin’, Chase got rug burn lines,
Devon wore shades for “the light that blinds.”
Meanwhile, we movin’ clients for crumbs,
While Kurt in the group chat suckin’ on thumbs.
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[Final Chorus – All (beltin’ it out like country war vets)]
It’s a boil gone wild, orgy deluxe,
With Gatorade, jello shots, and plastic ducks.
You think it’s jokes, but we got proof—
There’s tape on the porch and stains on the roof.
Devon gets the week off paid in full,
While we break our backs like loyal bulls.
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[Outro – Joe (bitter and honest)]
Kurt says it’s “just crawfish and fun,”
But nobody sweats like that unless someone’s… done.
We movin’ pianos, they movin’ cheeks—
And Devon ain’t showin’ up for at least two weeks.
And Devon Ain’t show up for at least two weeks
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GeneratedMay 5, 2025
Duration5:03
Style
male Country
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