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OPAL, YOU HOT BITCH!

They're gonna clear out the
(Are you kidding?)
I am not
They're tear down all the . . .
(I ya)
They're whip down all the . . .
They're gonna out all the . . .
They're pay off all the . . .
(Oh, yeah!)

And . . .
And . . .
And . . .
And . . .

Hey hey hey, everybody in the orchestra and the
Talkin' 'bout every one of our lovely and dancers
(You got it, Jack)
Talkin' 'bout the light men
men (oh!)
The men
(You got it)
(The men)
Yeah, the men
(Especially Herbie Cohen, . . .)
They're all gonna up
gonna jump up
I said up
Talkin' 'bout jump right up and off the
Jump up and hit the door
all gonna rise up and jump off!
They're gonna ride on
They're gonna on home
They're gonna ride on
They're ride on home
And again
themselves

Yeah, two, three, four,
They're all gonna go
Through the driving and rain
They're all gonna go
the fog, through the dust
Through the tropical fever and the frost
all gonna go home
Yeah, and get out of it as can be, baby
And the same for me
(And the same for me)
Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah!

And each and every member of this oriented comedy group in his own special way
Is get out of it as he can be
We all gonna get
We all gonna get
We all gonna get
We all gonna get
Yeah, and I am definitely get . . .
REAMED
'Cause I'm such a
I'm a lonely
A lonely, lonely, talkin' 'bout a guy!
Oh, and I tonight,
Each and everyone of you's go home
And down an order for that penciled front album
And I that on account of that,
time I come back
I am . . .
I am . . .
I have to, and I'm not kidding, gonna get . . .
BENT, AND WASTED

JCB: A disaster area the size of City, New Jersey!

WHOOA!
City, New Jersey!