buy me some rings and a gun that sings. a flute that toots and a bee that stings. a sky that cries and a bird that flies. a fish that walks and a dog that talks.
hoo wee, ridin' be high. tomorrow's the day that my brides are gonna come. hoo wee, are we gonna fly, down into the easy chair? å sen lite munspel på det. dylan stylee.
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