Big c big h mash mary name it What a ride what a ride You got me dizzy with that bullwhip We clutched each other the walls closed in Don't bust my chops like gungadin.
We're coming home now diggety dig The old zippo bang is what it is We got flip-flop rubber, gung-ho toys The mohair lockeroom pinup boys.
Five years old, he loves the screen Kissing with tongues and margerine.
Fast and loose in just one thing Fast and loose in everything They sit around and laugh all day Make paree and draw their pay.
Pool's not in but the patio's dry A shameful waste, we don't know why.
I can lift weights what the hell My little girl just thinks I'm swell No back-slapping daddy-o Ran the caddy up to 9-0.
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