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we're strong enough to bend

When you start thinkin' that you know it all
Big wind blows and a branch will fall
When you say "Hey this job takes two"
scoot across the floor
Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees
And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"

Now, down at Gatsby's
we're strong enough to bend

When you start thinkin' that you know it all
Big wind blows and a branch will fall
When you say "Hey this job takes two"
Licking their lips like they could eat
Me alive in a couple of weeks
Yeah just like Noah's ark

Italiano promotion men
Chomping a big cigar
Slapping
and things and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by
and things and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by
green heading straight for the big clubhouse where

The stuffed country club
Effervescent ladies, so carefree
Relax, pose by the pool
Limber limp
scoot across the floor
Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees
And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"

Now, down at Gatsby's
we're strong enough to bend

When you start thinkin' that you know it all
Big wind blows and a branch will fall
When you say "Hey this job takes two"
slope, down my little mountain
Start by the driveway, spin it up to speed
Be careful of that gravel, 'cause it's nasty on the knees
Watch out for
As you walk him step by step back to the door
Having talked him down off the ledge of a very bad idea
Soft leather, big feet, almond eyes
The kinds
U.S.A.

That big crazy city don't blink an eye,
Anytime we pass by.
It just keeps strechting up so high,
Like a rocket, shooting, to the sky.
Iroquois !
we're strong enough to bend

When you start thinkin' that you know it all
Big wind blows and a branch will fall
When you say "Hey this job takes two"
and things and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by
You're a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl
I'm the bird on the brim
Hypnotized by the whirl
I drink you, make you feel real
Wet my beak
TO SOME BIG TOWN,
       WHERE THEY LOVE A GAL,
       BY THE CUT OF HER CLOTHES.
VM     AND YOU'LL STAND OUT IN BUTTONS AND BOWS.

MM     WE'LL LOVE
hip-hop
Branch out my services
Ya try to murder this n****
That's comin' from the same turf as yas
What nerves have yas
Pissed because your hussles
and you 

Lovin' all the beautiful work we've done cara mia 
And it's barely July 
If we keep on boppin' until Labor Day 
Li'l miz Abbie bye bye
back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone"

Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch
lonesome ground down low
Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground

Well they laid the President by that long cold branch Mr Garfield's been laid down
Birds cry warning from a hidden branch
Carving out a future with a gun and an axe
I'm way beyond the gavel and the laws of man
Still living in the palm
the zig zag
And pull the top back and let the ass drag
Hit the switch, quickest way to get a bitch
Executive branch, get a whiff of this
Black car, sack
routine
The tear in her eye, and my big reply
When I said you'd never let me
Oh no, not she

I found a letter
I found it in a pocket that she must have
And why the sad routine
The tear in her eye, and my big reply
When I said you'd never let me
Oh no, not she

I found a letter
I found it in a pocket
never see me
Hangin' from the branch of a big oak tree
It's me and my gang if you think you can tame us
Fuck that shit boy, I'll make you famous