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Mr. Bass lies waiting in his kelpy room |
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Waiting, til comes doom |
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He comes and them he goes |
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He sees Orca and then he knows |
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And I can see Mr. Bass, he's on my wall |
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I can feel Mr. Bass, he's on my wall |
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I can taste Mr. Bass, he's on my wall |
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I can smell Mr. Bass tomorrow |
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We finished the island with a broken motor |
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We went knockin' on the bass' door |
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They were biting at alarming rate |
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Mr. Bass he was irate |
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Mr. Bass takes a beating |
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Billy boy must keep eating |
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Old Pat he must be burning |
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Looks like his stomach's turning |
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He feeds on the centipedes |
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He lies behind in a greenish hue |
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He'll eat whatever, he'll even eat you |
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Mr. Bass, he knows my hook |
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'Cause I've been reading them bassin' books |
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Mr. Bass takes a beating |
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Billy boy must keep eating |
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Old Pat he must be burning |
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Looks like his stomach's turning |
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He feeds on the centipedes |
