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on down for me now!

Yeah!

Ba dip dibba dibba dibba di dip
Da dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt
Da dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt

Hey! Yeah!
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
You Fuck my Man and Wreck my home,
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
I'll get my bro
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
You Fuck my Man and Wreck my home,
I'll get my bro to rob your phone 
I'll get my bro
my financial situation
And ward off a case of the D.T.'s

So farewell, my darling
Perhaps we'll meet again
On some sin-infested street corner in
a case

Trying ride the wave in a deep sea
'Cause I like to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Ducking DT's in the Z3 or the GT this is PG

Trying
old libido has been blowing a transistor
I feel like I have been hit by a fuck

Yeah

I'm Jonesin' on love
Yeah I got the DT's
You say that we
the DT´s 
You say that we will 
But there ain´t no guarantees 

I´m major in love 
But in all minor keys 
Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees
Aoir ar dts chuala 'n scal; Shepherds first heard the tale
Allelia aingeal ag glaoch. The angels crying out Alleluia
Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcin
the dt's
You say that we will
But there ain't no guarantees
I'm major in love
But in all minor key
'Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees
on love
Yeah I got the DT's
You say that we will 
Bbut there ain't no guarantees
I'm major in love
But in all minor key
'Cause falling in love is so
done
Today and the next day but tomorrow it never comes
Would you have me turn my blind black eye
To what I've seen your dt's do to you
Have me sit
dangers

Quand vos deux mains se sont poses
Mais tout mon corps vous disait oui
Ce jour d't, seuls Paris
(Paris)
(Paris)
Vous m'avez aime
Vous
at the altar, Sermon of the search

All the faithful follow


Resident winos stumbling and lurching

Walking cadavers smiling and searching

Man in the DT's
one more chance to breathe. 
He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the shakes till noon, 
He picked up his bag and left the motel room, 
His head is held
You'll be crawling to me

You call me when you're weak
For me you'll lie and cheat
You'll never get away
With me you're here to stay

Listen D.T
People got to have money
(Gangsta)
Just like that
(Just like that)
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
Couple pounds of brown
(Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's
Seo mo mhallacht are na mná,
's iad a mhearaigh mé 'gus rinne mo chrá,
Thit mé I dtús mo shaoil I ngrá le
my life

Last night a D.T. saved my life from a broken heart.
Last night a D.J. saved my life

Last night a D.J. saved my life with a song.
You
the crack sound
Two D.T.'s came in and laid they glocks down
One was whistling a love song, as he put some gloves on
I thought to myself, damn something's
myself from my dirty bed
Can't find my clothes, can't find my head
And the DT's all over me
My eyes are bloodshot, I can't see
Well who's gonna make me
Will there be any bartenders up there in heaven?
Will the pubs never close? Will the glass never drain?
No more DTs and no shakes and no horrors
That’ll reflect the real when you feel that you're iller
Killers, coming in the form of DT's
In the streets now running with thieves

Shit is crazy
The Pope and John F. Kennedy were starin' in me face.
Suddenly it dawned at me I was getting the old D.T.s
When the Child o' Prague began to dance around
ejected
Collected my thoughts, connected with members of medicine men
Who explained to me that DT's got the block locked seized
They wouldn't let us in
Getting money, DT's be getting no new leads
It's like he eating watermelon stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, give me some of what he's drooping off

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