Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Shudder to Think
Tony told me
Hold me like a pony
And sunshine is a gold mine
Tony told me
Hole me, I'm all broke and bony
Like wind chimes hung in wartime
Tony told me
Tony, Tony
Tony la-la-lonely boy
Christie kissed me
It was misty so she missed me
She'll hang time on the grape vine
Christie kissed me
It was misty like a mystery
Like silk twine on a clothesline
Christie kissed me
Christie kissed me
Christie mama-missing girl
I dropped a stone [?]
The winter's cold and not much fun
[?] in the sun, and a nice black gun
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Ooh I said [?]
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[?] in the sun, and a nice black gun
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