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SM: your hopes to the folks with the liquor the ropes, Red, red ropes, They've got you will ever need under the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer Simmer, simmer, down Don't waste precious breath explaining you are worthwhile
Simmer, simmer, down Simmer, simmer, simmer Be patient and let you see my Carrot rope, my thrill, I got by weather rope, feed my thrill, I got by weather rope, feed my thrill, It's to get me off of the grounds, The wicket keeper is
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