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Primus - Holy Mackerel lyrics

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Pick a date, pick a time, I got it from a friend of mine, the ability to
socialize.
Holy Mackerel

Once when I was young, I troubled over imperfection in my knees.
When you cultivate a pompadour It's best to keep the top up for the
breeze.
Cuts like hell, ya know.

Sporty was a poetry boy, and liked to puff his pipe into the night.
But since he sold him hits of ectasy.
Johnny Law, he took a decade of his life, that's a hunk of life.
Holy Mackerel
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Language: English

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