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The Dead Milkmen - The Blues Song lyrics
We can stand naked on the corner of Main Street, baby, and Let everybody slow down and take a look You can drive your Cadillac to the library, baby, and maybe read the Last ten pages of an Agatha Christie book You can feed my cat to my dog And turn around and feed my dog to my horse You can screw the whole damn royal family, baby, until they All get a divorce Baby, baby, baby Baby, you can do anything you wanna do, baby I swear it will not bother me Cause, baby, you know Baby, you know you've got to You've got to You've got to be what you're going to be You can burn down the orphanage, baby, over there on the Poor side of town You can go to the circus, baby, frighten the elephants See if you can get them to maybe, Trample a clown You can steal the prize out of my box of cereal, baby, and Replace it with a rat You can walk up to someone who might be a little overweight And be kinda sensitive about it and say |
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