Hakutulokset: 'paita kanssa up to no good que atom slim'

Dickies flex fabric slim fit industrial 11" work shorts.

Also in black, khaki, dark brown, brown duck and charcoal.

See Dickies section.

Mexican Joe was wild and reckless

He walked into a honky-tonk in Texas

Looking for some real romance and pettin'

On a barroom stool alone this doll was settin'

He walked up to the bar and said, "I think I'll have a drink

Three fingers of tequilla; will clear my head, I think.

" Well, she looked around and caught his eye

And Joe said, "I ... yi, yi, yi, yi."

When Mexican Joe met Jole Blon.

Mexican Joe was wild and reckless

He walked into a honky-tonk in Texas

Looking for some real romance and pettin'

On a barroom stool alone this doll was settin'

He walked up to the bar and said, "I think I'll have a drink

Three fingers of tequilla; will clear my head, I think.

" Well, she looked around and caught his eye

And Joe said, "I ... yi, yi, yi, yi."

When Mexican Joe met Jole Blon.

This is exactly the same as  Dickies flex fabric slim fit '67 industrial pant.

They just call it Valley Grande and have attached small Skateboarding patch.

Today I met the boy I'm gonna marry

He's all I wanted all my life and even more

He smiled at me and the music started playing

Here comes the bride when he walked through the door

Today I met the boy I'm gonna marry

The boy who's life and dreams and love I wanna share

The boy whose on my hand a band of gold will bear

The band of gold I always dreamed I'd wear

He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots

And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back

He had a hopped-up `cycle that took off like a gun

that fool was the terror of Highway 101

He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots

And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back

He had a hopped-up `cycle that took off like a gun

that fool was the terror of Highway 101

Fear no danger! Shun no labor!

Lift up rifle, pike, and saber!

To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!

Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,

Let the odds make each heart bolder!

To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!