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I LOVE HIM SOO MUCH HES AN ADORABLE LITTLE FUCK

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sketchy

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I love flo more than that sexy Christian

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Ya he, icky thumpWho'd a thunk?Sittin' drunkOn a wagon to MexicoHer hairWhat a chumpAnd my headGot a bumpWhen I hit it on the radioRedhead senoritaLookin' deadCame to, said'I need a bed' in EspanolSo I gave a drink of waterI'm gonna sing around the collarWell, I don't need a microphoneYeahIcky thumpWith the lumpIn my throatGrab my coatAnd now it's reckonedI was ready to goYeah, I swam beside the hairShe had one white eyeOne blank stareLookin' up, lyin' thereOn a stand in her hairWas a candy caneBlack rum, sugar caneDry eyeSomethin' strange!La laLa la la la la la la la la la la laWell, AmericansWhat, nothin' better to do?

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Ya he, icky thumpWho'd a thunk?Sittin' drunkOn a wagon to MexicoHer hairWhat a chumpAnd my headGot a bumpWhen I hit it on the radioRedhead senoritaLookin' deadCame to, said'I need a bed' in EspanolSo I gave a drink of waterI'm gonna sing around the collarWell, I don't need a microphoneYeahIcky thumpWith the lumpIn my throatGrab my coatAnd now it's reckonedI was ready to goYeah, I swam beside the hairShe had one white eyeOne blank stareLookin' up, lyin' thereOn a stand in her hairWas a candy caneBlack rum, sugar caneDry eyeSomethin' strange!La laLa la la la la la la la la la la laWell, AmericansWhat, nothin' better to do?

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that damn George always letting emotions get in the way of actions

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that damn George always letting emotions get in the way of actions

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I am righting a song about how mutch i love flo

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I am righting a song about how mutch i love flo

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I is a goat

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Life is so boringIt's really got me snoringI'm wearing out the flooringIn a cheap hotelBut I don't have to work and I might be sinningBut I never have to listen to The rings of school bellsDon't you remember?You told me in DecemberThat a boy is not a manUntil he makes a standWell, I'm not a geniusBut maybe you'll remember thisI never said I ever wanted To be a manI get nervous when she comes aroundMy mom is so caringShe's really got me staringAt all the crazy little thingsShe does for sureAnd I can't seem to think ofAnother kind of loveThat a boy could ever get From anyone from herI get nervous when she comes around

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Life is so boringIt's really got me snoringI'm wearing out the flooringIn a cheap hotelBut I don't have to work and I might be sinningBut I never have to listen to The rings of school bellsDon't you remember?You told me in DecemberThat a boy is not a manUntil he makes a standWell, I'm not a geniusBut maybe you'll remember thisI never said I ever wanted To be a manI get nervous when she comes aroundMy mom is so caringShe's really got me staringAt all the crazy little thingsShe does for sureAnd I can't seem to think ofAnother kind of loveThat a boy could ever get From anyone from herI get nervous when she comes around

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grass tastes bad rick and morty - Google Search

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We started living in an old houseMy ma gave birth and we were checking it outIt was a baby boySo we bought him a toyIt was a ray gunAnd it was 1981We named him 'Baby'He had a tootacheHe started cryingIt sounded like an earthquakeIt didn't last longBecause I stopped itI grabbed a rag dollAnd stuck some little pins in itNow we're a familyAnd we're alright nowWe got money and a little placeTo fight nowWe don't know youAnd we don't owe youBut if you see us aroundI got something else to show youWell it's easy when you don't know betterYou think it's sleazy?Then put it in a short letterWe keep warmBut there's just something wrongWhen youJust feel like you're the hardest button to buttonI had opinionsThat didn't matterI had a brainThat felt like pancake batterI got a backyardWith nothing in itExcept a stickA dogAnd a box with something in itThe hardest button to button

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We started living in an old houseMy ma gave birth and we were checking it outIt was a baby boySo we bought him a toyIt was a ray gunAnd it was 1981We named him 'Baby'He had a tootacheHe started cryingIt sounded like an earthquakeIt didn't last longBecause I stopped itI grabbed a rag dollAnd stuck some little pins in itNow we're a familyAnd we're alright nowWe got money and a little placeTo fight nowWe don't know youAnd we don't owe youBut if you see us aroundI got something else to show youWell it's easy when you don't know betterYou think it's sleazy?Then put it in a short letterWe keep warmBut there's just something wrongWhen youJust feel like you're the hardest button to buttonI had opinionsThat didn't matterI had a brainThat felt like pancake batterI got a backyardWith nothing in itExcept a stickA dogAnd a box with something in itThe hardest button to button

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My mar gave birth and we were checkin git out

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My mar gave birth and we were checkin git out