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62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder


(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
five scary hairy men with spiky rings, so spiky

HE jumped out the window and got away

He tried to get away to Wang Chung city
No one speaks any English
so splendid
Bottles on me, you can put it on the debit (uh-huh)
I'm just trying to have fun tonight
So everybody wang chung tonight (Haha!)
Girl,
(wang chung)

The world in which we live is peopled by people who
Fuck, shit, screw everybody, don't care, swear
Do things without a care, are seen
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
for them all
And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball
A 92 but 91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash in the woods then I'mma
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
the heat wave
Waiting to make the rain come
Gain some, ingrained from the same tongue
Gan tell by how I bang
Some everybody wang chung
Free-throw, feeble it
a girlie
Wore my wang-dang-doodle right down to the nub!

Rode the big wind into the city
Made myself a friend
Name o' Wing Chang Chung
Said 'Joe don't you
of drip, She wanna drank a cup
She had me outnumbered with a gang of butt
She wanna hang ten, I'm trying to Wang Chung
She spoke multiple dang-a-languages
load up the monster

Wingy chingy wang chung sitting on my tongue has left me satisfied 
But your bees are buzzing and your cat is calling and baby I'm
man instead I'm saddened
Guess that's why they call it past tense
It's tragic jurassic my album be slappin'
You lack in theatrics, imagine
Imagination
Wang chung, hong kong phooey
Boricua samurai, sooky sooky
Prada did the nasty with Vera Wang
Chuck Taylor's cover her favorite socks
Got fans for days even all the haters watch
Name The Town after her rename
you know Jay Slim, I heard he was hung"
It was then that I knew
We were in for wang chung
She grabbed my car keys
My ID
We dipped
In between sips
“Lesbionicle Chronicle”by Rhune Kincaid and Diana Van De Kamp
Diana:I’ve got Joanie from Mad Men in my sights, And Kate Upton in a lingerie pillow
never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I
the China Club
I'm chicka chung changin in it

No cocaine
But this a helluva drug
Malevolent hugs
Are given by intelligent thugs

They tryna take you out dawg

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