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Marcy Playground - It's Saturday lyrics
Mom I'm dyin' I'm dizzy and fryin' My throat hurts I think I should stay in bed Cause I got some kind of disease And there are no remedies Think I should stay in bed today Maybe tomorrow go out and play It's Saturday With Ginseng And fresh squeezed juice Of wheat-grass Oh, and some hot chicken soup That just might keep me alive A couple days But I've got some kind of disease And there are no remedies Think I'll join Timothy Leary In a cryogenic freeze Next Saturday Yeah I've got some kind of disease And there are no remedies Shoulda listened when you said beware Of horny girls with New Jersey hair Last Saturday Written by: John Wozniak Published by: WB Music Corp. |
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