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Riddlemaker
Text: Carl-Fredrik Jensen Musik: Carl-Fredrik Jensen
Once in a house I met the devil herself, she had a spoon and
a bucket to put her dirt in I can tell! she had a man, she
had a boy, she had a shaky-shaky-toy, but still after midnight
she`s the girl of joy, so watch me going down all because of
a hooker and her clients down town.
Getting...oh...rid of me, junky I don`t think so you`re my big
"Salsa-Tree".
I get a shiver.
Whats that?
You tell me something,
You be the riddlemaker.
You`re getting nothing, nothing, nothing from my head, so go
and chase the weak and stupid instead. You can whip me, hit me,
whoop my bony ass but I still won`t give you my mind made from
glass. she had a man, she had a boy, she had a shaky-shaky-toy,
but still after midnight she`s the girl of joy, so watch me going
down all because of a hooker and her clients down town.
I get a shiver.
Whats that?
You tell me something,
You be the riddlemaker.
I get a shiver.
Whats that?
You tell me something,
You be the riddlemaker. |
