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Ching ching, here comes the money Ching ching, here comes the cash Oh no, I won?t be a minute Oh no, I never come back And it?s getting dangerous now
I was born, by the acorn tree, where we first made love Legs akimbo, sunny side up, I remember you buttercup Another murder mystery, rocked the neighborhood, rocked
Straight out of high school And into the jungle Searching for Tarzan who might be Dad You kick like a mule Short of an Oscar And screaming blue murder
love and peace Doesn?t make much sense to this old soldier When people start losing the handle That?s my angle All this mixed up chemistry Leaves us feeling
Though we seldom get annoyed, that?s our choice on this badass earth On a scale of one to ten , let?s pretend Life?s a six or seven Coulda sworn that
girl who?s had enough Might as well give up The future would look better from above And if you just don't get it Raise your hand An evil voice is giving us
Seven different girls, seven different times, I cursed myself Always scared that the real one, might arrive Seven different times, seven different nights
Done something real bad this time Practically signed my own death warrant She was staring right at me, burning my eyelashes Just the two of us left in
Someone?s crying Lord, someone?s crying Someone?s in trouble Lord, someone?s in danger Someone?s on their last legs Lord, someone?s on the way out
be collected from lost property Forsaken, and stripped of dignity Attractive head seeks guillotine Ready now to face the great unknown Happens to the best of us Happens to the best of us
If she gets a black eye, I wanna black eye If she gets a splinter, I wanna splinter too If she gets arrested, I want arrested If she goes trippin?, I
We're just a bunch of buffalo Getting slaughtered We're all red Indians We love firewater You can call me Fred Flintstone Tarzan King of the Jungle
There?s a swinger in the barn Over the kicked chair Been hanging there since Tuesday Just don?t mention Tuesday How d'ya treat a stranger How d'ya keep