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Do I have to ask ya, to cut the cackle, 'bout a snake in a south mouth, or a cooter canal path |
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Milky home cookin' and ashake in the shackle, like anervously calm noose |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Do I have to ask ya, do |
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I have to ask ya |
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Do I have to tell ya, do |
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I have to tell ya |
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To avoid the sharp teeth of a suckling brat child |
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Help me tear the twins all away from their mothers |
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Give 'em some go slow, just to shut their clam traps shut |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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An off duty clown always conjures up hoopla when she's sniffin' up snail tracks or steppin' on slug backs |
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Hey sometimes, hey sometimes, hey sometimes |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls |
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Hey sometimes we act like |
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Why do we all men pay attention to a wiggly waist line |
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Do I hate (have) to ask ya, do |
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I hate (have) to ask ya, do |
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I hate(have) to ask ya, do |
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I hate (have) to tell ya |
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Hey sometimes, hey sometimes, sometimes |
