Lyrics:
Once I was young
Yesterday, perhaps
Danced with Jim and Paul
And kissed some other chaps
Once I was young
But never was naive
I thought I had
through the mountains
And the valleys just a-pullin' them strings of mules
And the ropes and the chaps and the halters
And the saddles well these were
twenty-one
I wild out at shows, break shit it should be fun
Venues are like pussy with me, "Should he cum?"
I'ma wax that like the chap stick in my
on the velveteen setee
Nen I think of thet ol' golden rule,
And do fer him what he would do fer me!
I cain't resist a Romeo
In a sombrero and chaps
Soon as I
To eat with beasts
And run with the wolves
On the ashes you must choke
I know it's got to chap your ass
To think I just won't go away
Effects me not, I'm
I can't forget the day that I was born
Was on a cold and frosty winter's morn'
The doctor said I was a chubby chap
But when the nurse, she took me
old chap where'd you get the cap
Where'd you get a cap like that
If I told you why would you tell me where
I could find a hat like that
Oh a hat
I still pull him out the grave, tryna play chap, okay
Dust him off, nobody's touchin' us and rush him off
Loose lips, Rick dances with Wolf Kid,
wont falander
Oh could ya use me, cause I certainly could use you
There's a chap I know in Mexico
Who's as strong as he can be
Eating nails
Manipulation - it's right here
Every table there's someone at it
(He points at a table in the back)
That chap in the Savile Row suit
That's Charlie Clore,
to ripen
Like a proper Camembert
Though I should find some other chap
I'd much prefer to take a nap
(To servant who reappears)
I told you to get out! I
Why, looky how them cows git hypnotized
He don't prod, he don't yell,
Still he drives them dogies well,
Which ain't easy when your chaps are labeled
Look in the pool halls or in jail
Long may our colors wave
Sons of the black and blue
Light-hearted chaps who steal hubcaps
We've got nothing else
The gorilla in the motherfuckin mix
They call him Lethal Lip
The linguistic full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic
Shootin off at the mouth without chap
of
You'd better watch how you talkin'
And where you're walkin'
Or you and your homies might be like a chap
I really hate to check but I gotta look
As they
of
You'd better watch how you talkin'
And where you're walkin'
Or you and your homies might be like a chap
I really hate to check but I gotta look
As they
the chap.
Holy jumping jackfish!
Yes, you have met the dangerous 208 year-old uncle of dr. octagon.
I myself Mr. Gerbik. half-shark, half-man, skin like
You seem a decent chap
I'm friendly to your face but behind your back
What I like most about you is your girlfriend, it's true
Her love must be
ain't da owna
Now listen, we cant afford to send our kids to school but dey got da
Knowledge
To spend dey money on da chaps when we could send our kids
Messmates — what do you say?
Do you approve my determination?
All.
We do.
Dick.
I don't.
Boatswain.
What is to be done with this here hopeless chap? Let us
slip break hips and pop backs
Show some respect to old chaps with my left fist
Cause I'm the next best spitting wreck thats left here
That's my ex bitch,
to a poor chap like you.
Will she, lads?
All.
No, no.
Dick.
No, no, captains' daughters don't marry foremast hands.
All. (recoiling from him)
Shame! shame!
of
You'd better watch how you talkin'
And where you're walkin'
Or you and your homies might be like a chap
I really hate to check but I gotta look
As they
You thrive on dancing in our laps
Before the more familiar chaps
Who know the curtain leads to fever
We watched the womaniser cry
And in the last sip
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