4. Bolivian Ragamuffin
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag You gotta dance to the tune of Bolivian Ragamuffin Out take's short breaks Love her 'til the earth quakes Stand on the seashore lookin' at the city See the street light, dog bite your lady on the titty At the wax museum everybody cares to see themselves As others care to see you but nobody wants to be you baby Corn bread, cabbage head Try and get a side of me Hold my pickle, hold your lettuce Special orders don't upset us Kickstand face, looks so evil like knieval Never make third base like a tongue in my old lady Like a squatez vous and a domo arigato Tip my hat to you rock a roller obbligatto Stage show come in stride, smoke a bone i'm feelin' fine Girls in heat will try and get us Hash in bones won't upset us He need cash....Kick in the pants Wantin' for....Gotta dance Say it ahh....To you to give us the chance Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it And then sounds that only the "man" Steven Tyler can make!
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