Because we lay
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Legs on the back - a bit like a stretching workout
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Legs on the back - hand down in the bag quickly and
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Legs on the back - like leaving the country with a fake passport
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The legs on the back, the legs on the back
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I said
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Legs on the back - a bit like a stretching workout
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Legs on the back - hand down in the bag quickly and
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Legs on the back - like leaving the country with a fake passport
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The legs on the back, the legs on the back
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My name is Afasi my colleague named Filthy
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Have been driving for nine years so you understand that it goes wild
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We do not live in a pretend world
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We deliver as if it generated more dough in our wallet
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I have to breathe out
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Have run around the country, out of breath on the dance floor but I promise I had fun
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There will be more because we live Friday all month, all month
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No exception on our schedule promises
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I mean, what you get with it is what you saw
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See the big in the small a bit like a chemical drug
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Full on beer, full on wine, full on spirits, full on hell
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Pray me like a pacifist hooligan
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If you have fun, you often feel guilty about something
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You should start by building a shed but you build a castle
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Taken aback you stand and grope with your leg
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And you have four choices stay stay or add add
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Legs on the back - a bit like a stretching workout
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Legs on the back - hand down in the bag quickly and
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Legs on the back - like leaving the country with a fake passport
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The legs on the back, the legs on the back
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I said
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Legs on the back - a bit like a stretching workout
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Legs on the back - hand down in the bag quickly and
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Legs on the back - like leaving the country with a fake passport
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The legs on the back, the legs on the back
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I put my legs on my back but you only see the back
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For my legs beat like drumsticks against the paving stone in flight
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Flying towards the planet in space
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With the legs on the back and the beard in the forehead and the breath in the throat
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I'm not going to stop, the curse is cursing
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The sweat evaporates, the bangs button in for each step
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Can not reverse the tape, leaving another block
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Behind my cloud of dust, the two of us may never see each other again
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I'm running to Indonesia
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Puts his legs on his back like a mass murderer with the mountain fox kånken
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Puts the rhyme on the beat tight as filthy delivers the funk
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Puts his legs on his back like aunts who do tantra sex with acquaintances-ex
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Do you have someone like that in your circle of acquaintances
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In such cases, you know what I'm talking about
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Anyway, it's words on paper that
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Comes out of my mouth what a beautiful song
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Is about running around like a thug who
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Can not find his poison in jack in town
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Gotta go to Pakistan
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Herbert, Magnus, Mårten, chaa chaa, it's actually them
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With his legs on his back like a coward in space
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A media figure who is being chased by means of felling
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Because I've run out of baby legs and I'm not going to stay for a while
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Have a little more running in my legs so I do
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Adds
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Legs on the back - a bit like a stretching workout
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Legs on the back - hand down in the bag quickly and
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Legs on the back - like leaving the country with a fake passport
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The legs on the back, the legs on the back
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I said
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Legs on the back - a bit like a stretching workout
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Legs on the back - hand down in the bag quickly and
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Legs on the back - like leaving the country with a fake passport
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The legs on the back, the legs on the back |