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two scared teenagers sitting in a row
10 and twenty cookabera listen to it crow
listen to the black bird saying "hey man, don't chya know"
everybody has to bake, its about to go
if you should near, your fear is here, so lean back upon me slow

i took a long time
sitting on your grape vine
you wrote a short note
i missed the big boat
i put my hand into your shirt and you took off your coat

theres no use in cry  ing, let me catch the mice
look in my direction, they call me mr. nice
you are a canadian, i would like to splice
i'll take off your clothes if you'll listen two me twice
don't make me take such time or i'll have to say it twice

you tore up your stockings
but i was just mocking
while all the girls were flocking
going out with you
Then i was the shot-king
some would call me pot-king
Everybody knows its just something that you do

I was just a nice guy
breathing out a long sigh
I know your blood is french-thai
i just have to watch you grow

everybody walking
listen to the pine king
i wanna hear your voice sing
its just somethign that i know.
10 and twenty teenagers sitting in a row

two scared teenagers you wont hear them crow