Lyrics:
touch can weave a spell
The kind of hocus pocus that she does so well
With the magic of a broom
She can mesmerize a room
With a whisk whisk here
a carpet tack, sing polly, wolly, doddle all the day
Fare thee well, fare thee well, fare thee well my fariy fay,
for I'm off to Louisanna for to see my
Yeah, yeah
Hey, ohh-oh, ohh-oh, ohh
Yeah, yeah
Ohh
Ooh, oh
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh, oh
When we get by, we'll make it by
When we get by with love
under attack, tack, tack
But you taste so good
So I won't fight this feeling
I know you'll show how well you know me
With nowhere to go
Never seen
Beachy, by Fairlee and Dungness
Then bore straight away for the South Foreland Light
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant
I found you
Cause it's all we need
Till our thoughts are free
And we'll go one by one
And we crash into to the sun
Goat-headed vegetables
With
clean yeah!
Well, I don't mind the pain
For the companies golden rain
'Cause we know how to do
And we don't care 'bout you!
Tick tack tick tack BOOM!
But you couldn’t tell by the things that we do
The things that we see are so out of sight
We’ll have to see when we turn out the light
Living in
tick tack boom!
There's a bomb inside your room
And it's just about to explode in your face
By then we've won the go go race
Well, I don't mind
touch can weave a spell
The kind of hocus pocus that she does so well
With the magic of a broom
She can mesmerize a room
With a whisk whisk here
can't control ourselves)
Well
Maybe I don't
Maybe I will
Maybe I won't
Well
Baby I'm broke
Maybe I will
What do you know
(Do the math now!)
Ten
Times ten
we are alone here together
I'd rather be by myself
I thought that we'd be forever
but you turn and walk away
I'm in a state of denial,
tell myself
ohh!
You step on a tack and you let out a howl,
There's soap in your eyes and you can't find the towel!
You try to comb your hair but can't arrange
I got are from soakin' too long when the ship got hit by a plane
And right here about four years back I met Grasshopper MacClain
The sun was a burnin'
You step on a tack and you let out a howl,
There's soap in your eyes and you can't find the towel!
You try to comb your hair but can't arrange it,
Can I help it if I'm tense
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit back, sipping tea
Let my early retirement commence
Far from fools made of wax, I'll get
to sing the blues
Time to dress sharp as a tack
Time to hang around in your tennis shoes
There's a time to play it smooth and cool
Time to play the stupid
report to work early to deliver the worm
With a back well covered by the buddies of ease
there aint no way in hell that I could ever catch a disease
and Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
by Fairlight and Dover
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant and we'll
excepting his, and if Sir Joseph says
that, is it not our duty to believe him?
All.
Well spoke! well spoke!
Dick. You're on a wrong tack, and so is he. He
Let's play a game, call catch a bitch
How you play?
Well diss me nigga and catch a fist
You playin'? Ooo, I know you didn't expect
A nigga to catch wreck
You step on a tack and you let out a howl,
There's soap in your eyes and you can't find the towel!
You try to comb your hair but can't arrange it,
with his stripéd back
He sang out old skipper
Come haul your mean tack
In this windy old weather
Stormy old weather, boys when the wind blows
We'll all
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