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SM: your hopes to the folks with the liquor the ropes, Red, red ropes, They've got you will ever need stored the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer Simmer, simmer, simmer Don't waste precious breath that you are worthwhile
Simmer, simmer, down Simmer, simmer, down Be and I'll let you see my Carrot rope, my thrill, I got beat by rope, feed my thrill, I got beat by rope, feed my thrill, It's to get me off of the grounds, The keeper is down
SM: Hey little boy, would you like to in my pocket or not It's no ploy, no gimmick, the chance of a lifetime to see something never seen by mere mortals Except me Mark:And SM: And sweet I, so do you say? Would you like to play 20 with me? SM: A little, little lie, A little, little lie if it's time to drop the bomb on you, my A little, Christian lie, A little, little lie Let's get down to tacks and start it A carrot rope, my thrill, I got by weather A carrot rope, my thrill, I got beat by rope, feed my thrill It's to get me off of the grounds The wicket is down, The wicket is down And he gets me off of the