| Gimme an F,
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| Gimme a U,
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| Gimme a C,
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| Gimme a K,
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| What’s that spell?
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| What’s that spell?
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| What’s that spell?
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| What’s that spell?
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| What’s that spell?
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| yeah, c’mon on all you big strong men
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| Uncle Sam needs your help again
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| he’s got himself in a terrible jam
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| way down yonder in Vietnam
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| so put down your books and pick up a gun
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| we’re gonna have a whole lot of fun
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| and it’s 1, 2, 3, what’re we fighting for?
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| don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn
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| next stop is vietnam
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| and it’s 5, 6, 7, open up the pearly gates
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| well there ain’t no time to wonder why
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| whoopee! |
| we’re all gonna die
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| well c’mon generals, let’s move fast
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| your big chance has come at last
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| gotta go out and get those Reds
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| the only good Commie is one who’s dead
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| and you know that peace can only be won
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| when we’ve blown 'em all to kingdom come
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| chorus
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| well c’mon on Wall Street
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| don’t be slow
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| why this is war a-go-go
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| there’s plenty good money to be made
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| by supplin' the Army with the tools of the trade
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| just hope and pray that if we drop the bomb
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| they drop it on-the Vietcong
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| chorus
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| well c’mon mothers throughout this land
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| pack your boys off to Vietnam
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| c’mon pops, don’t hesitate
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| send 'em off before it’s too late
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| be the first one on your block to have your boy come home in a box
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| and it’s 1, 2, 3, what’re we fighting for?
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| don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn. |