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Die Mama steht den ganzen Tag am Herd. Sie kocht so gern Was anders hat s' nie glernt. Der Bua wird immer fetter Er is schon blad wie a gasometer Er »
Der Blade Bua Dunkelgraue Lieder
by Ludwig Hirsch
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Yeah, I wanna be your lover (not your brother, not your mother, yeah)
The sun rose from behind the gasometers at six-thirty a.m.
Crept through the gap »
Sheffield: Sex City Pulpintro -- The Gift Recordings
by Pulp
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