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JT and the EEL The Origin Lyrics in the description

This is the origin story of JT and the EELS All Lyrics are written by Jeff Ledbetter Lyrics: It was a week before Christmas On a Daytona Pier Cooney, & JT was fishing right over here. I was out checking my baskets for crabs My brother, ol Fuzzy was flexing his Abs for a bikini clad beauty that pretended to care Forget Ol fuzzy, His story's too wierd lets get back to J.T. getting faced by his fear [spoken] JT has no fear? don't make that mistake His kryptonight Is any type of snake Across the pier there arose a commotion, JT was pulling an eel from the ocean Cooney had caught one the previous night He hit it on the pier and knocked out its lights JT rared back as far as he could and slammed down the eel on the pier made of wood. But what happen next was not expected As the Eel bounced back and JT reacted He let out a scream, like a girl that ni Threw the rod to the and ran to the right the eel jumped back like it was seeking revenge when JT seen it coming he became unhinged it came at him like it wanted to fight that must have been his brother that Cooney killed last night Hey, hey ,Hey yeah J.T. Did it scare ya the eel came back, ready to fight threw your rod, then you took flight Screaming like my baby sister running up the path yelling this ocean fishing can kiss my....Well Hey, hey ,Hey yeah J.T. it is rare to see you run like a speed skater Next year lets try our luck the swamp see what you can do with an alligator People around just looked as some of them laughed taking viral videos of you running up the path he then yelled to the crowd and with angry stare You Florida folks can have it, I'd rather wrestle a bear J.T. returned to the pier, holding his rod found a catfish with a killer bod I asked how he did, cause he looked pretty sad he said all I got was a wet, stinking eel and a case of crabs And we all said Hey, hey ,Hey yeah J.T. Did it scare ya the eel came back, ready to fight threw your rod, then you took flight Screaming like my baby sister running up the path yelling this ocean fishing can kiss my...Well Hey, hey ,Hey yeah J.T. it is rare, rare, rare To watch you run Scared, Scared, scared Next year, I hope you're ready We're heading to the swamp, and try to catch an alligator.