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More Oar: A Tribute to Alexander "Skip" Spence (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Like Toy Soldiers (Eminem) · Toy Story [Original Soundtrack] (Randy Newman) · Toy Story Favorites (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Bike-Toy-Clock-Gift (Fastbacks) · The Marvelous Toy and Other Gallimaufry (Tom Paxton) · Joy of a Toy [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Kevin Ayers) · The Art of the Toy Piano (Margaret Leng Tan) · Toy (Andrew Cane) · Toy Story [Read-Along Box Set] (Disney) – and 90 other albums »


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I got ten toy soldiers...

Well I must've walked a hundred miles or more I went to 
Every store in town
My feet started swellin' and my head
ten toy soldiers
Well I must've walked a hundred miles or more I went to every store in town
My feet started swellin' and my head started achin'
got some more in store
When I get to thrown it on you
You got to come back for more
Toys and things that come by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but
And I got some more in store 
When I get to thrown it on you 
You got to come back for more 

Toys and things that come by the dozen 
That ain't
some more in store 
When I get to throw it on you 
You got to come back for more 

Toys and things that come by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but
so Sinatra
You know my [?] not proper for the Oscars
But I opt out for the Oxfords in the Oxford
Ha ha, that hurts
Some'n by this oar got 'em
more toys
Hit the lot by the grocery store

To me way, hay
Tow them away
The Lincoln Park Pirates are we
From Wilmette to Gary 
There's nothing so
crass
But there you go

Don't talk to me of Christianity
You're as Christian as a bishop in a toy store

It screws me up to think that you're
lost her baby
And now it drives her crazy.
Since Mary Anne lost her baby,
Her whole world has gone crazy.

Walking through the store,
See
space filled with infinite warehouses. They knew that the european prince was being kept in an Asian toy's warehouse but... which of all these stores was
I give you what you need, proceed to keep it raw
Your choice, you can live or die, either or
Have them candles and flowers by that bodega store
Fingerprints on the window of the toy store display
Joey sees what he wants, but doesn't have words to say
It's round and it's red with no buttons
(Lyrics / Music--Lou Reed) Published by MGM Music

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("Get your fingers in.")

Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another
made 
Into brown gravy for supper Sunday 

They got 50 pound bags of chicken nuggets 
They got yummy yogurt by the bucket. 
Shelves and shelves
to the A come around my way
Out of the wrapping paper with out the fucking holiday
Can't never be captured they can toy with my shell
But only after they walk
trippin'
Tell me what you 'bout to do

She told me she about to go home,
But first she gotta stop by the store
She needed double A's for a new device,
county chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the hummer like a tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before

Boom!! it's
store, ready to be used for the fans that were dreaming of him ! Genius and Twin Spirit N. 32 were delighted and enlightened by the fantsstic melody that
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
song so bad
On the cheapest guitar that the music store had

Cause instead I strummed on guitars
Instead I wasted my time
And I strummed on guitars
Used coats, usurped thrones
FUBAR crews out New York homes
Students of a cruel world mutate room noise
Illustrate Man as a food shaped chew toy
and Figueroa 
Yeah, my house posted across from the store 
Just like that hit by the drive way and park in the back 
1986 fools is known to jack 
Around this
want to play with that toy
Droppin' this heat like an asteroid
Good in the south like Pastor Troy
Pull up aside of a 1977
Sittin' back and sippin' my
that's the life, he wanna do like they do
So he start to flip and cut class with the big boys
Take other kids toys, cause he didn't dig noid
He'd rather
in my glass blunt filled up with haze

We congregated in front them grocery stores
Sellin' crack held gats and conversate while we smoked the raw

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