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P. O. E.
Damn your eyes, Mr. Khruschev. Don't go dropping bombs on here. 'Cause if you start dropping bombs over here. We're gonna have to drop some bombs over there.
Obsession
You're number one, you're number ten. You may be the sum my dear, go out again. It's what you're eating, what you're drinking. What you're thinking dear, go out again.
No Zap
Adam ant/marco pirroni. . You can hang me by the neck. Till I'm dead, dead, dead. Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red. Now is the time honey, this is the place.
Nine Plan Failed
After nine years in the army. They took away his brain. They tattooed 'Defect' on his brow. And signed him up again. . He killed ten thousand Germans.
Never Trust A Man (with Egg On His Face)
A man and a woman walking down the street. With a son and a daughter, it was, oh, so sweet. When Mummy turned to Daddy and she said. "My dear, write out your will, the end is near".
Navel To Neck
Give me your hand, here is mine. Better in the open. It's showtime, let's call the tune. . He's her baby boy. Navel to neck. Give me your mouth. I want to kiss you.
Montreal
Lay him down inside the car. Boston en route, not too far. Down another bleak highway. Soothes the morning pain away. . What had passed the night before.
Mohair Lockeroom Pinup Boys
Big C, big H, mash Mary, name it. What a ride, what a ride. You got me dizzy with that bull whip. We clutched each other the walls closed in. Don't bust my chops like Gungadin.
Miss Thing
Miss Thing, what you got to say?. We saw a honey just the other day. A wild cat, a loud shirt. Thinking up stuff just too different. . Wa, la, ba, loomba, wa, la, ba, loomba.
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