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Let me tell you Clinton Billy, I will never stop dropping my L.S.D.,
'cause it took me off ol' Green River ***** that made my skin pasty
Save your happy thoughts for a theater show as smiles cannot make
hymens pop, jet rockets propulse in vacuous space or midgets grow
A prayer of Mexican midgets goes like, Dios make me 7% stinking
taller so I won't need to, no more in stinkin' Tijuana pig-****, waller

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