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Текст песни l7 - Uncle Bob

l7 - Uncle Bob слова песни




Uncle bob, youre a drunken slobDaddy brought home a real winnerYeahWake the guest, drink the teaFor his holiday dinnerUncle bob walked through the doorHe was builtHe was fucking ga-galoreThe strength of his body was kind of a shockThe first time he put mike in a headlockHe crossed the linePut his feet on the chairHow can we fine ? ? aunt? Uncle bob, youre a drunken fucking slobUncle bob, youre a drunken slob

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