Lyrics:
sir, but that line is busy, heh!
KWIRK
Smock, we don?t realize what a mess we?re in 29 billion miles off course.
LIMEY
(stupid voice)
Captain,
sir, but that line is busy, heh!
KWIRK
Smock, we don?t realize what a mess we?re in 29 billion miles off course.
LIMEY
(stupid voice)
Captain,
die)
I was built big and strong on the state's best apple pie
I'm better than them limey pin-heads in Europe-why
12 gauge in their back, hell would
redneck and I just refuse to die
(He won't die)
I was built big and strong on the state's best apple pie
I'm better than them limey pin-heads in
share their shine with no one
Talk the ting some more
Are you signed to Grimey Limey or
Is iTunes lying to me or
One time for Charlie, I'll slew
friends
Everyone knows everything, no need to pretend
Mmm... can we just make amends, huh
(No? Alright)
I'll have the Blimey Limey, thank you kindly
Thank
night for Blaze
To bring you a high
There is a crystal limey vision to sonic the mind
There is a layer of the moonlight to tonic the wine
She sighs
diokhé thianam
I'm the underground king mousta wathie thioleum
Guiss nga rap shit damaleu moudjia sick
Ndakh limey yeuk tchi yakhinou akhikha bi dou zic
the fame
I took the money, put on new caddies
I made the money, I'm wildin
So some more
Hotty, glossy baby, that's why I be
Limey, if you lookin' for me,
down to Marble Arch Station.
'Cause when a Texan fancies
he'll take his chances,
chances will be taken - that's for sure.
And them Limey eyes, they
hitler six feet below
FDR he pulled a nifty
Got our island for just fifty
And do limeys dey pack up and go
We dance through the streets in celebration
Da
when a Texas fancies he'll take his chances
Chances will be taken that's for sure
And them Limey eyes they were eyin' the prize some people call manly
Somethin' lemon somethin' limey
As long as you can find me
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Reach
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
care what a Limey says
I've got to get it on
I'm not here to just see no man
Who come from across the pond
She wouldn't heed my warning
Lord, she
Before I could count to ten
With the nation behind me, can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on, sing it
Take me to the place where
the river and we see the limeys come
Musta been a hunnert of 'em beatin' on a drum
And then they stepped so high and they made the bugles ring
We hid
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
Before I could count to ten
With the nation behind me
Can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on, sing it
Take me to the place where
cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me, can't stop the limey
a Texan fancies
He'll take his chances
Chances will be taken
That's for sure
And them limey eyes
They were eying the prize
Some people call
Manly
After rockin' parties he departed in a jalopy
Watch the droptop pop
Known as the grimy limey slimy
Try me blimey
Simply smashing in a fashion that's
never done a limey - goes to show that you never can tell
L.V - L.V hookers
They were sugar-spun, silicon, Oregon girls off the block
L.V - L.V hookers
l'ascenseur
Talè man ké limé'y, plein gaz
Tchop la modifié, plein gaz
Tchè la ja brisé, blindage max
Atchelman sé blindage, blindage max
Au maximum, yeah au
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