Hair raising shake you're much Too late You should have jumped a couple of Cars before Now if I may I'll walk away I'm selling silly putty door to door Up on the shelf it seems to help If I can keep a little bit of Disease As it's feeding on me You see it's bringing me to my knees
As we all wilt Watching you wilt
Come right away and help me bathe Away The filthy feeling, frigid and cold Biting my nails to the fairy tales About the magic monkey's total control I got indian ken and his fleabag Friends
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