| Let’s pack the kids and crank up the car now
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| I bet that there’s nothing like it in moscow
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| It’s wild wild ride where i met my bride
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| I wanna go on again if we’ve got enough money
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| That’s where i’m gonna murder my honey
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| Godzilla will be there to meet you
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| So be friendly 'cause he just might eat you
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| Murder she wrote on the row row boat
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| I’m gonna push her right down keep my head above the water
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| She won’t come back from monster island
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| I see them floating down the hall
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| Ghosts and goblins nine feet tall
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| The trap door opens and she falls
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| Ooh aah…
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| Monster island monster island
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| For a dollar twenty five you can murder your wife
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| And have enough left over for a bag of cotton candy
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| A shovel could come in handy
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| There’s a jungle where the coconut tress grow
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| And now the lady’s crying «dear, please let me go!»
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| I’ve known her for fifteen years
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| But now she’s lying in a pool of blood
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| Monster island’s got a new mound of mud |