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Grooving around in a trench coat with the satin entrail |
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Seems to be all around in tin and lead pail, we pale |
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Jiving on down to the beach to see the blue and the gray |
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Seems to be all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day |
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Will you please keep on the track? |
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'Cause I almost want you back |
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'Cause I know what you are |
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You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt |
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Yes I know what you are |
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You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt |
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Heading down with the light, the dust in your way |
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She was angrier than, than her water shell male |
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Life to this love to me, heading me down to me |
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Thunder bird shale seems to be all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day |
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Will you please keep on the track? |
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'Cause I almost want you back |
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'Cause I know what you are |
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You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt |
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Yes I know what you are |
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You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt |
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Grooving on down in a knapsack superlative day |
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Some wish she move and just as she can move jiving away |
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She made the scene should have been superlative day |
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Every thing's all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day |
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Will you please keep on the track? |
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'Cause I almost want you back |
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'Cause I know what you are |
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You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt |
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Yes I know what you are |
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You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt |