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much, I can't stop Sir Lancelot givin' Guinevere a shamrock Accompanied by a rose, she smelled it with her nose and froze It was the perfect time to
You see I met her on a Monday And her name was Chill From the what-the-hell family's Relation to free will Yeah she circled my circumference Said she
in] I'm the mightiest slinger of them all! There is a time for war and a time for peace And a time to run and a time to split [Record Scratch out] "
king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying Right
I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying Right Voice
a circle of perfection, it's what you gave sha la la then one day I met a guy he stole my heart, no alibi sha la la he said: "Romance is a ticket
Floating in red again A deepened soil Nothing Empty cup Trade not known Showing promise of a perfect land No regrets for a fallen ground The omen passed
Tulkojums: Perfect Circle. Rožu.
give him a raise How lucky Life's a bed of roses whirling perfume on me You can spare me the blues I don't sing in that key And if there's a man who'd
Sing me a sad song and make me feel better Sing me a happy song and I might start to cry Because everything feels like it's going around in circles
'm perfect piece of ass Like every Californian So tall I take over the street, with highbeams shining on my back A wingspan unbelievable I'm a festival, I'm a
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