Reason called and it's an old chainsaw

We been staying to choose, and on hold being stained
And the horror and the maid-bee and the color-boss died

Chickens in mind, pecking the cold
Baby says stay your pistol home

We been staying to choose, and on hold being stained
And the horror and the maid-bee and the color-boss died

Baby says, "Say man, bring the coffee and steam
You never talk you never judge it's called babies and jam"

You been coming up to choose a wife I'm not sure
How the homeless and kid squealed a couple of times

Oh an innocent stand like the shoes of 'Cumber man
Give the cost to them and call two braided girls

(My eyes are sizzling
(And here's some golden deisel
(EYES)

(You're the cold man's cinema
(Reason called and it's an old chainsaw
(All right)

(My eyes -- mine -- senseless
(And it goes with flowing bee-cell
(EYES)

(Reason called and it's an old chainsaw
(All right)

Well last you know sleeping and the kid on the scene
Till all the CHiPS and old Hoff all had a good time
(Left face, bro)

We been seeing in The Stand, and the shoes of 'Cumber pan
There's two ugly cards and four under crying the stage

(My eyes by chance let...
(It helps to go with breezy
(Mind)

(You to call with madam, stay one
(Please don't call my mission and choose one
(All right)

Your dress you don't bill keeping ottoman door
Yes baby that's hands I'm beatin' your...

(My eyes are crying senseless
(And it gets so we want deisel
(EYES)

(You're the cold magazine one
(Please recall it's not an old two-cell
(All right)

Your dress you're not Bill seeking ottoman door
Yes, baby, that's nice till I'm beatin' your...



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