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Dexter Morgan
02:32
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Dexter Morgan, I do love you
Dexter Morgan, I'm not scared of you
Show me show me show me your knives
Show me show me show me your life
Show me show me show me the crime
Take me to the place where you killed before
Take me to the place where you killed before
Take me to the place where you killed before
Every monday by the streaming
You're the owner of my wet dreams
Show me show me show me the crime
Show me show me show me your knives
Show me show me show me your life
Take me to the place where you killed before
Take me to the place where you killed before
Take me to the place where you killed before
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Gasman
01:38
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Let me tell you about a story that you will not believe
About a man with superpowers inside his intestines
Every time you get in trouble smell the atmosphere
You can feel that Gasman is over here
No one ever spoke about how powerful he was
'Til the day he just blew off and he could even fly
Every time you get in trouble smell the atmosphere
You can feel that Gasman is over here
Life's a gas, I'm not talking about Ramones
Life's a gas, Gasman's farts will save the world
Life's a gas, I'm not talking about Ramones
Life's a gas, Gasman's farts will save the world
Cabagge, beans and cauliflowers provide him energy
Drinking beer during breakfast is part of his routine
If you want to burst his bubbles keep this in your mind
A cup of tea with herbs is kryptonite
Life's a gas, I'm not talking about Ramones
Life's a gas, Gasman's farts will save the world
Life's a gas, I'm not talking about Ramones
Life's a gas, Gasman's farts will save the world
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Tits summer
02:19
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Baby you should stay 'cos I'll leave today
You and I are over now, so I'll go away from here, I want my summertime
And I feel like tits bouncing on the beach
I've been waiting long so long for july
The clams are open, yeah, it's summer
Tits summer
Tits summer
Tits summertime
Baby you should escape 'cos I have no faith
And I'll drink I'll drink 'til losing my sense all day all fucking night, it's summer
Tits summer
Tits summer
Tits summertime
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Magic truffles
01:29
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Can't wait, wait for truffles
Can't wait, wait for truffles
Oh, come on
Can't spend, spend my money
Can't spend, spend my money
On anything else
If you want to go for a ride I wish you're coming
We just need a bottle of wine and magic truffles
Make up your mind
Psycho, psycho is coming
Psycho, psycho is coming
Oh, my fucking God
Fireworks, lights exploding
Fireworks, lights exploding
A rocket in the ass
If you want to go for a ride I wish you're coming
We just need a bottle of wine and magic truffles
Make up your mind
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Take it out, put it in!
02:03
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Woman, you are not like other girls
Due to the way your mouth nastily smells
Don't forget to brush your teeth again
After sucking out juice from the cane
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
Woman, the magic potion is your goal
Feel it, coming down through your throat
Don't forget to brush your teeth again
After sucking out juice from the cane
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
You always manage to milk the cow
Many wise men don't know how
This is just the way you are
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
Don't forget to brush your teeth again
After sucking out juice from the cane
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
Take it out, put it in, shake it up and down
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Queen of masturbation
02:30
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She's charming all the time
She's heating up the flies
And all the boys around her
Become stupid puppets
She's pretty at the time
You've drunk a cask of wine
They use to think about her
Just when it's time for shower
And I will, I'll try to resist myself and win
I will not use you like the others
She's she's the queen of masturbations
She's she's the queen of masturbations
She's a fucking whore but always sleeps alone
She's she's the queen of masturbations
She's looking for some guy
To make her self-esteem high
You'd better watch for your step
Watch for her spider web
And I will, I'll try to resist myself and win
I will not use you like the others
She's she's the queen of masturbations
She's she's the queen of masturbations
She's a fucking whore but always sleeps alone
She's she's the queen of masturbations
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Dischargin' gate
01:21
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I wanna tell you about shocking tale
It is about dischargin' gate
Its magnetism is freaking odd
Converts the people to rock and roll
Dischargin' gate, I wanna be your friend
Dischargin' gate, your power will remain
You can live it while the donkey brays
A crazy feeling going through your veins
If your problem is your lazy cock
The gate will turn it into a stone
Dischargin' gate, I wanna be your friend
Dischargin' gate, your power will remain
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8. |
Gamitas place
01:23
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I just wanna go where the beer is cold
Where the lamb gets crispy on the grill
I just wanna fart lying on the grass
Come and take a sunbath, burn your skin
Among the fig tree fields
A paradise just made for freaks
Watermelon pool is waiting for you
Come and kick the ball, there's no excuse
If you visit us for sure you're coming back
At Gamitas place your dreams come true
Among the fig tree fields
A paradise just made for freaks
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Surfin' donkey
01:42
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The Manolones Las Gamitas, Spain
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