| I’m going to buy me a Johnson machine gun, and a carload of exploding balls
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| I’m going to buy me a machine gun, and a carload of exploding balls
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| I’m going to be a walking cycloon baby, from Sagino' to the Niaga' Falls
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| Some of these mornin’s, it’s gonna be another 1937 flood
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| Some of these mornin’s, it is gonna be another 1937 flood
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| I’m going to shoot my woman, man, I’m going to wade out in the blood
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| Go bring me my machine gun, and two, three belts of balls
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| Go bring me my machine gun, and two, three belts of balls
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| I’m going to free my baby, the woman, she’s in the state penitentiary walls
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| C. H. Hayes has been here, and I give your height and size
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| Spoken: I’m talkin' about the undertaker
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| C. H. Hayes has been here
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| Spoken: Babe, I’m talkin' about the undertaker
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| And I give your height and size
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| If you’d be makin' whoopees with the Devil tomorrow, don’t you be surprise
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| I feel like snappin' my typewriter in your face
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| Spoken: I’m still talkin' about the typewriter
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| I feel like snappin', babe, my typewriter in your face
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| Then some shady graveyard, baby, be your resting place |