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Your puffy shirts and Jerry curls Haunted the dreams of many girls. All leather pants and ***** mustache Caused their ******* to turn to trash. But now that you have left your prime Your daughter takes most TV time. Now you're left with the remembrance of fame All that's left is your last name. One day soon the eighties will return Then their carnal desires will burn. For you their ******* will once again dampen And their cooch you can put your stamp in.
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May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 7:26 PM UTC
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Your puffy shirts and Jerry curls Haunted the dreams of many girls. All leather pants and ***** mustache Caused their ******* to turn to trash. But now that you have left your prime Your daughter takes most TV time. Now you're left with the remembrance of fame All that's left is your last name. One day soon the eighties will return Then their carnal desires will burn. For you their ******* will once again dampen And their cooch you can put your stamp in.
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May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 7:26 PM UTC
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