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What an old codger I am What an old codger I am What an old codger I am What an old codger I am What an old codger I am What an old codger I am
her Till she don't know where she's at Nose like a diner, oh, what a tiger is That darn cat He's a sly old codger, an artful dodger A scrounger
codger, he didn't want to fly all on his own... you know he doesn't like flying, I dunno if I told you about that, he hates it doesn't he? So, having all
her Till she don't know where she's at Nose like a diner, oh, what a tiger is That darn cat He's a sly old codger, an artful dodger A scrounger
codger who Came out without a scar His name is Paddy Mulligan The man from Mullingar The peelers chased him out of Connemara For beating up the valiant
There all the golden codgers lay There the silver dew And the great water sighed for love And the wind sighed too Man-picker Niamh leant and sighed
her Till she don't know where she's at Nose like a diner, oh, what a tiger is That darn cat He's a sly old codger, an artful dodger A scrounger
thinks they can take the codgers down by at least a few pegs You might start quick, you might look sick, but what about July April flash don't equal cash
El soldado Perks es un pequeño y gracioso “codger” Con una risa graciosa Con menos de cinco pies de altura es tunante e ingenioso Con una risa
Save what Lost Boys you can Else I'll add them to my roster I'll make a graveyard of Neverland You'll see the rage still in this old codger You'll taste
I was drinking with Satan's father On a far-off scorched shore Reminiscing like codgers About old, ignored lore He said "civilization is a thin
Dragging me off luxurious perch of Codger-core shit talk I revel in As dire as this evening's been I froth that lush inertia found through Beer garden
the Sarge is a silly old codger 'Çause his wife ran off with the lodger That's no concern of Badger But we're sittin' in a blockhouse together We're sittin'
those on top condone it Call it boyish tomen', call it neo roman Call a copper to the crime, ask the cat the time Cabinet codgers incline; cast the kook
of Spades LA Codger wearing Dodger Blue never steered me wrong So I keep spitting on like I cant go wrong Hope to be so dope mufuckas cannot deny Im like
codger Only the real fools dare to bother
you said All wrinkled bent and grey Three queer old codgers reflecting back To tangchao's golden days Together forever more And I believed as you
father’s face. Yep, right in the kisser. Dino Sore and his son tumbled out into the open air as the old codgers tussled feebly on the ground in grave
down in my soul 'Ol Hank told about railroad trains Boxcar sang a hobos dream No-0ne ever wrote about a codger, quite like Jimmie Rodgers Tell whisperin'
code of love Now I'm just a bearded codger no longer that dude about town I've turned into a sweet coddler gave up that woman hunting hound I broke all
Those on top condone it Call it boyish tomin, call it neo-roman Call a copper to the crime, ask the cat the time Cabinet codgers incline; cast the kook
her to the family She said walk on by as she took her golden brown What an old codger I am Shut up Get out of Town Well it was just like
girl Yippee eye ay Tumbleweed crumble pie Oh my feet never lie Time to shed these dusty boots There's an old time saloon Drunken codgers loosing hay
show chances, bystanders of disaster, tax dodgers, bitter old codgers, trigger happy soldiers, golden generation hoarders and all those tired dumb
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