| The first day I came home in the ass drunk
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| I see a horse at the porch, where mine should be
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| Well, I asked my young wife, holding a grudge:
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| "Why is someone else's horse where mine should be?"
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| “Where is the horse? |
| Yes, it would be better to sleep
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| This is the cow that mother brought us!”
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| And how much I have seen, traveled all over the world
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| But, so that a cow under the saddle, I have not seen anywhere!
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| The second day I came home in the ass drunk
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| I see a hat on the wall where mine should be
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| Well, I asked my young wife, holding a grudge:
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| "Why is someone else's hat where mine should be?"
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| "Where's the hat? |
| Yes, it would be better to sleep
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| This is the pot that mother brought us!”
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| And how much I have seen, traveled all over the world
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| But I have never seen a pot with fields!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| I came home on the third day, I'm drunk in the ass
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| I see, the ass is on my wife, where mine should be
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| Well, I asked my young wife, holding a grudge:
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| "Why is someone else's ass where mine should be?"
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| "Where's the ass? |
| Yes go you better sleep
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| After all, this is a copper basin that mother brought us!
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| And how much I have seen, traveled all over the world
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| With a cut so that the basin was, I have not seen anywhere!
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| The fourth day I came home in the ass drunk
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| I see the pussy on my wife, where mine should be
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| Well, I asked my young wife, holding a grudge:
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| "Why is someone else's pussy where mine should be?"
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| "Where's the pussy? |
| Yes, it would be better to sleep
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| This is a red pod that mother brought us!”
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| And how much I have seen, traveled all over the world
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| But I have never seen a pod with a prick!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished!
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| And this metamorphosis has finished! |