Still check, still checkmate
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And the manians of the old days will leave us
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One, two and checkmate
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Still night, still dawn
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And hits from old records will cry out
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The hit will cry
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Two gray-haired cats, both of them
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They will have claws like a lion's
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Like a lion, that ho, ho, ho, ho
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They will insert a gold tooth
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They will buy a flower bed, flower bed, flower bed
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They will have a bank account
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Not a simple herring for them anymore
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New style, new content, father-in-law in the kitchen
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So for the occasion, rather bye
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Still king, still ace
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The sensual guitarist has a nightmare of time
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He's not the same anymore
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Busko-Zdrój will drink
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Nobody will tell him at the bar, my bear
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Time is knocking on the gates
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Two gray-haired cats, both of them
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They will have claws like a lion's
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Like a lion, that ho, ho, ho, ho
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They will insert a gold tooth
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They will buy a flower bed, flower bed, flower bed
|
They will have a bank account
|
Not a simple herring for them anymore
|
New style, new content, father-in-law in the kitchen
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So for the occasion, rather bye
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Two gray-haired cats, both of them
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They will have claws like a lion's
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Like a lion, that ho, ho, ho, ho
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They will insert a gold tooth
|
They will buy a flower bed, flower bed, flower bed
|
They will have a bank account
|
Not a simple herring for them anymore
|
New style, new content, father-in-law in the kitchen
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So for the occasion, rather bye
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Mean age, mean gesture
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It's nicer to be a crazy old man
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The old man has a gesture
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Why have a low ceiling
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Take a paper kite, hop up
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In the kite and hop
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Two gray-haired cats, both of them
|
They will have claws like a lion's
|
Like a lion, that ho, ho, ho, ho
|
They will insert a gold tooth
|
They will buy a flower bed, flower bed, flower bed
|
They will have a bank account
|
Not a simple herring for them anymore
|
New style, new content, father-in-law in the kitchen
|
So for the occasion, rather bye ... |