Yikes Saturday, April 27, Year 2002 Wake up in the morning, feel like a dirty flip-flop. Cookin' up some breakfast, gonna be a weathered flip-flop. Sock it to me, breakfast. Here comes an achy-breaky flip-flop. That is all. Roll out, can't stop that. |
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