After every good fuck I am hungry like a beast
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I run to the kitchen, open the fridge
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I take three eggs, margarine and salt
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I look at the salami, when on the salami He
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I quickly returned with boot 42
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I castrated the bastard with two or three blows
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I wrapped the dead man in toilet paper
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And left the rest to the sewers
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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I turned on the turntable carefree and happily
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And everything would have been nice if I hadn't seen the ceiling
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Twenty-two are crowded on the ceiling
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My God, what is this whole army
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I closed the windows and turned off the gas
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And just in case, I ran for gas
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Great spectacle, great show
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With big fireworks, everything flies into the air
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetle, Swabian beetle
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Swabian beetle, Swabian beetle
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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Bathed in cold sweat, I watch him burn
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As soon as I light a cigarette, I will feel better
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I search my pockets for a lighter
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And guess what in your pockets!
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetles everywhere
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The Schwabe beetle is looking, grabbing
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Swabian beetle, Swabian beetle
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Swabian beetle, Swabian beetle
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Swabian beetles everywhere |