Lyrics:
stuff around, London bridge is falling down,
You can bring cake or Porterhouse steak, but don't bring Lulu.
Lulu gets blue and she goes cuckoo like
I'm prone to lose control.
And if by chance I fall down
And bust my head on the floor,
Just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak
And point me
Or Porterhouse steak,
But don't bring Lulu.
Lulu gets blue
And she goes cuckoo
Like a clock up on the shelf,
She's the kind of smartie
Who breaks up
Well, I've a-come here to tell you folks, I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a rounder, I stay out late at night
A porterhouse steak three
Well I've come here to tell you folks I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a gambler I stay out late at night
But a porterhouse steak steak
crave for chicken
And some crave for porterhouse steak
But when I get loaded
Lord, I won't want my milk and cake
Oh yeah, that's all I want, now
Well, I've a-come here to tell you folks, I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a rounder, I stay out late at night
A porterhouse steak three
Well, I've a-come here to tell you folks, I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a rounder, I stay out late at night
A porterhouse steak three
Or Porterhouse steak,
But don't bring Lulu.
Lulu gets blue
And she goes cuckoo
Like a clock up on the shelf,
She's the kind of smartie
Who breaks up
Or Porterhouse steak,
But don't bring Lulu.
Lulu gets blue
And she goes cuckoo
Like a clock up on the shelf,
She's the kind of smartie
Who breaks up
The children sit upon the stairs
High above a valley of tears
Don't let them see you crying that way oh no
Oh no Joe Porterhouse
Is not gone
The children sit upon the stairs
High above a valley of tears
Don't let them see you crying that way oh no
Oh no Joe Porterhouse
Is not gone
Well, I've a-come here to tell you folks, I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a rounder, I stay out late at night
A porterhouse steak three
Well, I've a-come here to tell you folks, I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a rounder, I stay out late at night
A porterhouse steak three
Well I've come here to tell you
Folks I'm ragged but I'm right
I'm a tramp and a gambler I
Stay out late at night
But a porterhouse steak three times
dreams of a porterhouse
For real for real I feel like
Cattle in a slaughterhouse
But fuck that grow another here's a quarter ounce
It ain't no hydro, but
burn!!
My guitar player likes to know the bone
And suck the marrow out
He plays a Marshall stack twenty feet tall
And grills a porterhouse
I say, burn,
40 oz is empty
Show me watcha owe me and a porterhouse with that
Black magic on the tires, only I
Rolling down a lonely mile phony smile, warrants
Crave for chicken
And some crave for porterhouse steak
But when I get loaded
Lord, I won't want my milk and cake
Oh yeah, that's all I want, now
wants to do,
What the boys don't want to do,
When she struts her stuff around,
London bridge is falling down,
You can bring cake
Or Porterhouse steak,
But
Inn
Walking down the Grattan bridge
Warm up at the Porterhouse
End up in the temple bar
Dublin here we are
Leaving midday afternoon
Where our trip
I've come here to tell you - I'm ragged but right
I'm a thief and a gambler I stay out every night
I get a porterhouse steak three times a day for
Wouh-wouh
Ey-yeah-yeah-yeah
Drei Zacken in der Krone, Basquiat
Acqua di Giò, Eau de Parfum
Porterhouse-Steak, Demotape Drake
(Ah, das war
Other guys are pancakes I'm a sweet lil crepe
Live in a porterhouse make you my Ms. Steak
Cause you're rare babe
She's the make her own diiimes type
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