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at Lucasarts He says they're looking for hands In fifteen years I'll be throwing back beers With my feet in the sand
with that classic Brooklyn magic, without Lucasarts graphics rendered cuddly comic relief creatures or terrible child actors get off that jade elephant,
you fight like a dairy farmer Lairy bastard plastered In Big Whoop gear Freak geek chic – Bernard Bernoulli Mastered the look as arts (lucasarts) like
"Der schmale Grad" Jallapeño kam, streifen wie von LucasArts RAF ist zwar viel cooler, ja Trotzdem sind wir Superstars Tylo147, Bro, was haben sie
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