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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeChoke On A Cock
I did not ask for a lot this yearEvery single dayLooking for an answer to the words you sayNever got to meet the PresidentNever got to shake his squirly handOh, don't you know the PresidentIs out for tea with Tony BlairHe won't be back for hours maybe, homeboyI'd be so happy if I got to meet George BushHe's like an angel when Rebecca hears me callingI would dance on NBC and say'George Bush shook hands with me'Then I'd go and choke on a cockAnd Guinevere would find me leaving homeAnd Johnny Depp would call me on the phoneAnd Johnny Depp would call me on the phone, I knowI'd be the greatest singer on the radioLeaning on the raging river flatsSliding off a single blade of grassOh, don't you know the A.D.A.Is brushing teeth with Johnny JThey won't be smashing flowers, meet me no moreI'd be so happy if I bid it all on youAnd never answer when Rebecca asks me questionsI'd lay down to some degreeAnd say John Stern locked lips with meAnd then I'd go and chokeFor then I'd go and chokeFor then I'd go and choke on a cock
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