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One, two, three, four, five! Five currant buns in the baker's shop Round and fat with sugar on the top Along comes Bingle with his money one day
Five currant buns in a baker's shop Round and fat with sugar on the top Along came a boy with a penny one day Bought a currant bun and took it
ਮੇਰੀ ਅੱਖ ਦੀ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਕਨੀ ਨਹੀਂ ਹੀਰਿਆਂ ਦੀ chain ਵੀ ਮੇਰੀ ਟੁੱਟੀ ਜੁੱਤੀ ਵਿਕ ਜਉਗੀ ਲੱਖ ਦੀ, ਓਏ ਹੋ ਤਕ-ਤਕ ਤੈਨੂ ਗੋਰਿਏ ਨਿਕਲੇ currant ਤੇਰੇ ਯਾਰ ਚੋ ਹੋ ਤਕ-ਤਕ ਤੈਨੂ ਗੋਰਿਏ
(Black currant, black currant) Don't worry, I already know the ending Everybody loses Friendships fall apart Don't try to figure me out Black currant
Just sitting in the midday sun, Just soaking up that currant bun, With no particular purpose or reason Sitting in the midday sun. Everybody say
neither of us would really enjoy I never got to take you to prom I'll cover your heels I'm a dark currant still So let's get together again And write
Oh, my girl sitting in the sky Go buy candy and a currant bun I like to see you run Lay back Don't talk to me Please, just fuck with me
Oh, my girl sitting in the sky Go buy candy and a currant bun I like to see you run Lay back Don't talk to me Please, just fuck with me Please, you
Oh my, girl sitting in the sun Go buy, candy and a currant bun I like, to see you run Like that...... Oooh, don't talk to me Please just fuck
Kiss The sweetest currant Call out to me Feel The world is turning Well do you wanna know How the story goes Do you wanna hear What the leader knows Do
What happens in a Tidal wave We flow with the currant We can hide away I dive into the deep Embrace the tidal wave Ohhh Ohhh Doesn't even matter If we
Let us now crawl under the canopy Of the currant leaves And tell stories Let us inhabit the underworld Let us take possession of our secret territory
Much too young Now you're chained to the cooker Making currant buns for tea (Oh no, no gimme no more pickni) Ain't you heard of the starving
Much too young Now you're chained to the cooker Making currant buns for tea (Oh no, no gimme no more pickni) Ain't you heard of the starving
sailing Wherever your waves would lead The currant from the winds are strong Your love pulls me toward you The rain may fall the worst of storms Wont keep
Red in Black Soot in candy Ebony in berry Oil in garnet Grease in sangria Jade in currant Onyx in blush Leather in scarlet Obsidian in apple Jet
Red in Black Soot in candy Ebony in berry Oil in garnet Grease in sangria Jade in currant Onyx in blush Leather in scarlet Obsidian in apple Jet
and drink new currant wine, I'll dress you like a goldfinch or any peacock gay, So, dearest Jen, if you'll be mine, let us appoint the day." Jenny blushed
Company, company no et fustiguis tant Que la vida són dos dies i un ens l'hem passat currant Company, company mira't al mirall I fixa't en les ànimes
Henry Pond had no fun Had a face like a currant bun This adolescent little fella Was nicknamed by his friends "Old Yella" The doctors gave him
and toasted, buttered currant buns Can't compensate for lack of sun Because the summer's all gone La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Oh, my poor rheumatic back Yes, yes,
Henry Pond had no fun Had a face like a currant bun This adolescent little fella Was nicknamed by his friends "Old Yella" The doctors gave him
Where have you been all the day, Henry my son? Where have you been all the day, My currant bun? In the woods, dear mother In the woods, dear
and toasted Buttered currant buns, can't compensate For lack of sun because the summer's all gone La la la la, oh my poor rheumatic back Yes, yes, yes,
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