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Playing pool and drinking beer |
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Nothin more'n the |
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occasional tear |
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But this man's life goes on |
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and he gets |
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greased all over |
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from time to time |
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At the strip joint, where we met |
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He said 'Hi, my name is Ted |
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See that one over there |
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That ball of thunder |
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Every time she goes Vavoom, |
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I wiggle in my chair |
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Can I buy you a beer? |
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What a guy |
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'I've had a few myself' he said |
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'But I never quit when I'm ahead |
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Too many rules and regulations |
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Stupid laws designed by fools behind closed doors |
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And another thing I won't discuss is religion |
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It always causes a fight |
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Vavoom |
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There she goes again |
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'How does she do that' said Ted |
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And he told me |
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of those unjustices (that) |
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He had suffered in his life |
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His wife and kids |
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and boss and dogs |
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and neighbours |
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Raising cain and causing strife |
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They were forever whining |
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Bleating howling yapping screeching moaning crying |
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Vavoom |
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He fed them well |
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He keep them warm |
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Thing about Ted |
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he didn't really care |
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Nothing much got in his hair |
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and the beauty of it was |
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that he was right |
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He was big as a truck |
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and fast as a door |
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(what's that?) |
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he was always right |
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The banjo player took a hike |
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What's that song |
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I used to like |
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Vavoom |
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He was big as a truck |
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Fast as a door - Ted |
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Ted the man our Ted |
