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Ah, ah, it hurts
and burns my tongue
And leaves a wound
That rarely heals
It used to be
bombs down the
Valley, and guns
around the desert
Now what pin
Bombs can do,
elastic bombs can't
imagine.
and burns my tongue
And leaves a wound
That rarely heals
It used to be
bombs down the
Valley, and guns
around the desert
Now what pin
Bombs can do,
elastic bombs can't
imagine.
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ONIONS ADDICTION
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