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the other one and jam it right up there
You twist yourself around and give a great big lunge
Now you're doin' the sponge

Uh, do the sponge, sponge, uh do
suck, sponges suck 
Sponges suck, sponges suck 
Sponges clean up dishes and sinks 
And countertops and baby's noses 
They suck up soap and when you
yuh nuh beg, and yuh nuh sponge 
Nuh waan nuh man if him pockets have mumps 
Yuh waan di whole ah di cake, nah tek nuh scrubs 
Big up unno chest yuh nah
Less than two feet
From your chin

Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola

gonna sponge you down
Gonna sponge you down

Save the crops
friend,
I'll leave it up to you.

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, 
How much do I love you?
Then what have I got to pick to turn
friend,
I'll leave it up to you.

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, 
How much do I love you?
Then what have I got to pick to turn
friend,
I'll leave it up to you.

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, 
How much do I love you?
Then what have I got to pick to turn
'em up Chuck (somebody)
Cut 'em up Chuck (get bloody)
Cut 'em up Chuck (go nutty)
Cut 'em up chuck (go)
Cut 'em up chuck (go)
Cut 'em up
You,
We'll chuck the chuck wagon and we'll ride away

Johnny: If I ran the country
June: I'd be your first lady and fix up the White House while you were away
This one is called lovers choice
Never know yuh woulda really feel so nice, love sponge
I don't want to let you go
With you I'm in no hurry (oh
cookin' ain't greasy
Hitch up the chuck wagon
And we'll ride away

If I ran the country
Yeah, I'd be your first lady
And fix up the white house
While
friend,
I'll leave it up to you.

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, 
How much do I love you?
Then what have I got to pick to turn
arm-wrestled
I'd say that you won

My baby, ride easy
Ride high in the saddle all day
If your lovin' is good

And your cookin' ain't greasy
Hitch up the chuck
chuck the chuck wagon and we'll ride away

If I were a winsome pale senorita
And I a bull-fighter, way down in the sand
While the band kept on playing
[Chorus]
What the fuck, Chuck
What the, what the fuck
What the fuck, Chuck
What the, what the fuck's up
What the, what the fuck's up

Chuck
throw up
Sponge of your stinking face
You're gonna die before you grow up
Won't even leave a trace
Screaming out in pain
Completely insane
You're gonna
Yeah, we should do something like that

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up!
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Yeah, we should do something like that

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up!
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
jeans?
Well, this ain't healthy, it is some kinda clean

That means
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love

I
arm-wrestled
I'd say that you won

My baby, ride easy
Ride high in the saddle all day
If your lovin' is good

And your cookin' ain't greasy
Hitch up the chuck
jeans?
Well, this ain't healthy, it is some kinda clean

That means
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love
Chuck E.'s in love

I
A horse, a horse
My kingdom for a horse
Rattling on magnetic fields

Yes, I did use up
The last box of sparklers
Before they went bad
Got wet
greasy
You chuck the chuck wagon and we'll ride away

If I ran the country, you could be my first lady
I'd fix up the White House while you were away
your 

Angel in two, I left her bleeding 
And soaked it with a dry sponge 
No life has singed her now 
(I can see it fade) 

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