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May 2015
Just when you think you got this world licked.
Just when you think you got this world licked,
that's when you find your tongue is stickin' to the pole.
that's when you find it stickin'
to the pole.

Just when you think you got it licked, you stick,
and the air is thick through you hair. Are you aware

that you'll never ever be hot enough to warm it up
all the spit frozen to the pole of life
you gotta get a knife.

You got to get you gotta gotta get a knife.

You'll be fine, but you won't be licking no more.

Oh just when you think you got this world licked,
that's when you stick.
http://freemusicarchive.org/music/U_Can_Unlearn_Guitar/An_Allegorical_Breakdance_For_The_Year_4586/The_man_who_licked_the_world
andrew marshall alper
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andrew marshall alper  Chicago
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