and then And empty the shop is shut I made time to see the
likes of thee, and oh! The smell, the smell! thirteen colonies love
is chemistry, sex is physics, kinkyness is engineering evenings of
peculiarity Blame it on yourself 'cause from this Rolling stone eschew This
rolling cashew I do. After sufficient distension of the bahamas and
left a goat for hire We found a place on the
Born to be an athlete I now lay here lame