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you wrong."
God damn his soul."
Frankie ran back to her crib-joint,
Three little pieces of crepe
Fixin' to do him some harm.
Hanging on the crib-joint
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned
heart sing
Yip-ee-aye, Yip-ee-o
My little gal in Calico
(You can have your gal
Dressed in silk and satin
Tose who dress to shape
And crepe
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
'Cause he was doing her wrong
So bring on your crepe and your flowers
Bring on your rubber-tired hack
'Cause there's eight men to go to the graveyard
crepe"
Just then the whole kitchen exploded
From boilin' fat
Food was flying everywhere
And I left without my hat
Now, I didn't mean to be nosy
But
Sipping Blanco smoking on tea leaves,
Isn't this great, strawberry Crepes,
Down in Capri in the Grotto we play,
Up next Sardinia, me and little Tina,
cervello con le crepe
Benzina, benzodiazepina, si consiglia una pastiglia dopo i pasti
Ansiolitico è un amore chimico
Confetti colorati, con effetti non
copains et les chansons
Pour pouvoir écrire le premier couplet
On avait des crêpes au Grand Marnier
Les crêpes étaient bonnes mais trop salées
toujours
Le cœur crêpé de noir, comme toujours
A petits pas d'espoir, comme toujours
Et les cendres reviennent, comme toujours
A petits pas de peine, comme
Una storia d'amore
Una possibile guerra
Un libro sul vandalismo
Una poesia naturale
Suicidiamo una stella
Ricoperta di crepe
Diamole una ragione
Dentelle
Mais c'est la guerre quand même
C'est la guerre entre jupons
Entre copines ça se crêpe le chignon
Tout ça pour quoi
Tout ça pour un garçon
comme Dany Boon ou Adam Sandlers
Les étale comme des crêpes
C'est la routine c'est pas la chandeleur
En vrai j'ai une pile de 'blèmes
C'en est pas un
menthe à l'eau
Couloir du métro
Un peu mais pas trop
Le soleil qui cogne
Au bois de Boulogne
Paris, tour Eiffel
Crêpes au chocolat
Boulevard
sod.
Up along the Ohio River
Over on the old Kentucky shore
Once dwelt a fair young maiden
Now there's a crepe upon her door.
The angels took my
sound
She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her
tale
Full of ribbons and crepe paper words
I'll sing you a rainbow
You can keep for your own
I'll sing you a morning
I'll paint you a song
So
I'll sing you a morning
With laughing bluebirds
I'll sing you a fairy tale
Full of ribbons and crepe paper words
I'll sing you a rainbow
You
stockings
And pink satin pants
You filled your stomach with chop suey
And also crepe suzettes and steak
And when they told your wife Marie
That nobody
sound
She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her
gettin' fat
Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate
I love
[Chorus]
(Girls, girls, girls, girls
to you, crepe like pancakes
Shit like should to do you should be
Have me, mask on theater and me
Go viral, no necessary keep me
Happy birthday Taylor Swift
Act like full of bass, you get through L.A
Cookie super sweet, put it on a crepe
Got an appetite, come and clean the plate
You heard what I say, you
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