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Alright, get ready, here we go... |
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Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn, |
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The sheep's in the meadow and the cows in the corn |
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Ai yai ya... |
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Where is the boy who looks after the sheep? |
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He's under the haystack with Little Bo Peep |
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Ai yai ya... |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huuuh, right, name of the game... |
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Little Miss Muffet, sat on her tuffet, her knickers all tattered and torn, |
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It wasn't a spider who sat down beside her - |
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Was Little Boy Blue with the horn |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, here we go... |
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Ikki takka tikki takka dikki takka tai ya, whop ai ya, pussy catcha fire |
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Yeah, a Little Boy Blue. |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah |
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Black pussy, white pussy, pink pussy, blue, |
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The name of the game is a Little Boy Blue, ai... |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, here we go... |
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Rasta for I, Rasta for me, a Little Boy Blue in a ganja tree, |
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Smokin' the weed... |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah, |
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Boy Blue stood on a burning deck, playing a game of cricket, |
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The ball rolled up his trouser leg, and he stumped his middle wicket |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, here we go... |
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Ikki takka tikki takka dikki takka tai ya, whop ai ya, pussy catcha fire |
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Yeah, a Little Boy Blue. |
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah. |
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Black pussy, white pussy, pink pussy, blue, |
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The name of the game is a Little Boy Blue, bye... |
