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Ween - The Grobe lyrics
sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry but it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go with a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie but it's no surprise to find he don't put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po and take a little sniff of the things below bring it to a boil and simmer low put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside didn't get a chance to let him know Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide please don't let my brain explode put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po and take a little sniff of the things below bring it to a boil and simmer low put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe |
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