why is my car red
i think to my self in bed
i cant get the thought out of my head
why is my car red
why is the pipe so light
who designed it this way
a million dollars i would pay
for a pipe that is not so light
why is the ganga so sticky
smoking it makes me feel nifty
i cant wait untill i turn fifty
because i like boxes
and when im fifty il be able to afford so many boxes
oops that line was too long
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 2:37 PM UTC
why is my car red
i think to my self in bed
i cant get the thought out of my head
why is my car red
why is the pipe so light
who designed it this way
a million dollars i would pay
for a pipe that is not so light
why is the ganga so sticky
smoking it makes me feel nifty
i cant wait untill i turn fifty
because i like boxes
and when im fifty il be able to afford so many boxes
oops that line was too long
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