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cups And stared through the steam Then they drank half a bottle Of Ragpicker's dream where The whiskey keeps following Cold pitchers of beer Me
Last Summer 唱：Ragpickers / Chancharlie / Cho Lewis 曲：Ragpickers 詞：Ragpickers 編：Ragpickers 監：Ragpickers Summer time we roll by the beachside Ants
tyrant, The Great Impaler Void He hated the lairs at all, never casigated the truth Slayed the rag-pickers at all, could not spare the riches too He nailed
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