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Oh, well, you are three guns for me
Any one of you is too big
For me to end, you've got your shoes
In a run, stick it out
Oh, well
Oh, well
Mr. Crockpot want to check-up
So what, so what
So what, so what
So what, so what
So what, so what
Mr. Crockpot want to check-up
I could hear two sudden squirts
Of laughter from kitcheners
Quickly cut off as we all believed
They were my every sound
So what, so what