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When I'm Up (I Can't Get Down)
Great Big Sea I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, If you just put your trust in me, 'Cause we'll keep the good times rollin' Wait and see, wait and see ... oh wait and see! There's exaltations, a sweet disintegrations There's a few discolourations, then it comes along You know up is what he chooses, the kisses and the bruises There ain't nothing he refuses, then it comes along It comes along, and I am lifted, I am lifted, I am lifted! CHORUS: When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level When I'm up I can't get down Get my feet back on the ground When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level When I'm up I can't get down Get my feet back on the ground He just needs, something to bind him Something to wind him up It won't take long to find him When it comes on strong. Black skies are grinning, street lights are spinning The night is just beginning, and then it comes on strong It comes on strong, and I am lifted, I am lifted, I am lifted! CHORUS Oh it comes on strong, and I am lifted. It comes on strong, and I am lifted. I am lifted, I am lifted! CHORUS Oh, I can't get down Oh no, no, no, no, no, I can't get down Oh-oh-oh I can't get down |
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Take off you hoser eh!!!
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Hey its the King Creeper, whats up buddy?
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Hey its the King Creeper, whats up buddy? The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I love to sink her with my pink torpedo. Big bottom Big bottom Talk about bum cakes, My gal's got 'em. Big bottom, Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day You know what I mean. I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday You know what I mean. My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights Big game's waiting there inside her tights Big bottom Big bottom Talk about mud flaps My gal's got 'em. Big bottom Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? |
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