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  • Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.
  • The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
  • On the very next day, with a nose full of pus.
  • Yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
  • Yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
  • Yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
  • Its a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too,
  • Pack up the meat, sweet, were headin out
  • For wichita in a pile of fruit.
  • Get the loot, dont be slow, were gonna catch a trout
  • Get the loot, dont be slow, were gonna catch a trout
  • Get the loot, dont be slow, were gonna catch a trout
  • Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle.
  • Bring me my pipe, were gonna shake it.
  • Slap that drummer with a pie that smells.
  • Take me down to california, baby
  • Take me down to california, baby
  • Take me down to california, baby
  • Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.
  • The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed
  • On the very next day, with a nose full of pus.
  • Yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
  • Yea! heavy and a bottle of bread
  • Yea! heavy and a bottle of bread

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