Lyrics:
Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill)
Fucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste
There was a mummy at the fair
All crumpled in a folding chair
The people passed
But didn't care that the mummy was a man
So tell me if you can
Who
This battle is in the air
I'm looking upwards
Where are the angels?
I'm not in my home
St. Andrew, don't forsake me
St. Andrew
Don't forsake me
This battle is in the air
I'm looking upwards
Where are the angels?
I'm not in my home
St. Andrew, don't forsake me
St. Andrew, don't forsake me
away
Yes the fair's moving on
And I'll soon be gone
Remember the love that we've known
Yes the fair's moving on
But I won't leave you long
It's
away
Yes the fair's moving on
And I'll soon be gone
Remember the love that we've known
Yes the fair's moving on
But I won't leave you long
It's
Andrew's a star fighter pilot
He can get high in his jet
Tells me about all his women
He can get any I'll bet
Andrew's a star fighter pilot
He
Andrew el autentico rey del trap, Andrew sin limites el dios sera
Andrew a todos los conquistara y por siempre el dios sera
(Andrew) Electrotastik,
la la la la
Oh, Lydia, oh, Lydia, say have you met Lydia
Oh, Lydia, the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew
Andrew the squirrel, Andrew the squirrel
Andrew the squirrel is a friend of mine
He lives in a tree with his family
He's busy as a bee come acorn
the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson
Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia"
Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all
Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put
Raven And Julie Andrews
Some girls are fair
Some are jolly and fit
Some have a well-bred air
Or a well-wholed wit
Each one's a jewel
With
Sounds like music to me
Sounds like music
These kids don't play they march
Sounds like music to me
Julie Andrews
Julie Andrews
Julie Andrews
Julie
Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to the one who lives there,
He once was a true love of mine.
Ha ha ha
Happy Birthday
Ha ha ha
Happy Birthday
Ha ha ha
Happy Birthday
Andrew Andrew Andrew
Ha ha ha
Happy Birthday
Ha ha ha
Happy Birthday
Ha ha
Artist - somebody didn't hear me
(What'd he say?)
Artist - formerly known as Prince
You gotta get your peace on
Peace, whoa oh
Peace
That's what
JULIE ANDREWS:
Some girls are fair,
Some are jolly and fit.
Some have a well-bred air,
Or a well-honed wit.
Each one's a jewel,
With a singular
Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to the one who lives there,
He once was a true love of mine.
Counting sheep
When you're trying to sleep,
Being fair
When there's something to share,
Being neat
When you're folding a sheet,
That's
Melody Fair won't you comb your hair?
You can be beautiful too.
Melody Fair, remember you're only a woman.
Melody Fair, remember you're only a girl.
the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson
Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia"
Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all
Take me to the fair
Take me to the fair, don't know anywhere
I would rather be
Let's, go to the fair
We'll walk hand in hand, through Tomorrow Land
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