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Gluecifer - Sputnik Monroe lyrics
Got huggin' little pants and a flashy do Black boots and a champ belt too Head man and he's frolickin' with the fans Wrong look he will jump in the air Wrong word he will shit in your hair Monroe better dig it while he does his dance On his feet now Into your eye Wanna be on the street now You wanna live or do you wanna Die - yeah got a satellite crash comin down on the top of your head - yeah got a wild man on the move Get down - yeah - what a sonic speed gonna revv it up into the red -yeah- coz he's got the groove Scared stiff when he enters the ring You hear the the bell go ding-a-ling-a-ling Meatman with them porterhouse steaks for hands With a flash you'll get the kicks Passed out on the count of six Monroe better dig it while he does his dance |
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