The Tendonites - Paradijs Bij Het Köttfärslimpa | Текст песни

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I'm not the sight emblazoned on your cliterature
But I'll appear tonight, dressed in white haute couture, just to be yours
I'm not the one riding the bike escaping the flames
He sounds so eerie an' Wagnerian
And his name, Marvin, he changed

According to the sign, I'm a deliv'ry boy
But from what I gather I was really like a toy
She thought I was divine, but I was made of meat
I picked her up and put her on my motorcycle seat
From another time, but now I'm going home
I ran around the laboratory with a saxophone
And when you come to dine, I'm under tablecloth
I'll make my last appearance when the hostess yanks it off


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