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€uromeinke, FEJ. and Ghoulish Delight RULE!!! NA abides. |
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Sputnik Sweetheart
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Golden brown, the liquid summer;
Holds me tighter than a lover. Whiskey gives me a joyful fill But, alas, I cannot pay the ruddy bill. Forget me wallet, and lost me sense; The barmaids yellin’ for her recompense. I met a filly at the end of the eve; She kissed me first but left with Steve. I’ve got an empty in my heart, That rivals my pockets, and gives me a start. They threw me in a dirty street, And beat me from me head to feet The whiskey flows inside me veins, Me legs dance a swerve on cobbled lanes. Oh, bother me soul, I’m still feeling frisky - Dastardly tale of woe and whiskey How’d I’d love to have another. Could you spare a tenner, brother? |
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