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Corpus Cacophonous
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: A green and pleasant land
Posts: 8,390
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I met her in an inn owned by Butterbur Where they drink beer in pints And it taste just like Pűkel-Cola C-O-L-A Cola She sneaked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name And with a squint-eyed glance She said Lola L-O-L-A Lola L-O-L-A Lola ---- Now I'm not the Shire's most fleet-footed lad But when her apple flew It made my eye turn blue Oh my Lola L-O-L-A Lola I'm not dumb but I can't understand Why she look like a woman With a swarthy tan Oh my Lola L-O-L-A Lola L-O-L-A Lola ---- Now I'd left Stock just a week before And I'd never ever seen the big folk before But Lola winked at her crooked cronies And said little boy I'm gonna sell you a pony ---- Well I'm not the Shire's most abstinent guy But when I looked at her pies Well I almost fell For my Lola L-O-L-A Lola L-O-L-A Lola Repeat to fade.
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Do you mind? I'm busy doing the fishstick. It's a very delicate state of mind! Last edited by The Saucepan Man; 09-15-2004 at 05:10 PM. |
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