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I met a shiek from mozambique
Who led me to the congo.
He dreamed to go to mexico
And sample a burrito.
My tempature had risen again,
It must have been a hundred and ten.
Under the oaks I was telling some jokes
And thinkin· I had it made-
Gettin· on with the folks, havin· some coke
And coolin· off in the shade.
My tempature had risen again,
And it must have been a hundred and ten.
I took a boat that couldn·t float
To rio de janeiro.
So with my scuba I swam to cuba
But I·ll be gone tomorrow.
My tempature had risen agaïn,
It must have been a hundred and ten.
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08.12.2008, 23:39 de ionel coscondel