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Текст песни "Bolivian Ragamuffin" |
 (Tyler, Crespo)
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
You gotta dance to the tune of a Bolivian ragamuffin
Outtakes
Short breaks
Love her 'till the earth quakes
Standin' on the seashore lookin' at the city
See the street light, the dog bite
Your lady on the titty at the wax museum
And nobody cares to see themselves
As others care to see
But nobody wants to be you baby
Cut Bread
Cabbage head
Try and get a salad made
Hold my pickle
Hold the lettuce
Special orders don't upset up
Kickstand face look so evil like Knevel.
Never make third base like a toilet bowl weevil
Like a squatez vous WITH A domo origato
Tip my hat to you rock and roll my ambragato
Stage show
Chorus line
Smoke a bowl of feelin' fine
Girls in heat will try and get us
Hash in bowls won't upset us
He need cash
Waterfall
Blame it all
I ain't gonna do it
I ain't gonna do it
I ain't gonna zoom it
I ain't gonna boot it
It ain't how you do me
Oooh you get me through it
I ain't gonna toot it
Ain't nothin' to it
Ain't nothin' to it
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