Текст песни Chumbawamba - 17. On the Beach, слова песни Chumbawamba

Текст песни Chumbawamba - 17. On the Beach

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54 inch around the chestStitching ripping on his vestBiceps, triceps, ready to flexA gold medallion around his neckHe looks more like the Michelin ManHe`s trapped inside a multi-gymI think I`d rather be the wimpLiving life the Atlas wayPumping iron every dayEats his own big body weightAnd never gets sand kicked in his faceHe looks more like the Michelin ManHe`s trapped inside a multi-gymI think I`d rather be the wimp

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17. On the Beach

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