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Song Post-War Glamour Girl - . Expresso bongo snaps of rome. In the latin quarter of the ideal home. Fucks all day and sleeps alone. Just a tiger rug and a telephone. Says a post war glamour girl's
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like a bongo. He understands she's coming from a hurt place. Answers all the questions on her survey. Doesn't get jealous, doesn't break trust. Doesn't call a hoe after hang-ups. Gives her everything she
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play the Congo. And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo. From New York to Colorado, so just follow. I'm living for today and livin' tomorrow Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you
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. Though I bear a name only one can live with. Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it. I'm sicker with it. Pick a city buy a condo find a fine ho let some time go chill. What you know about a bongo
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heated animals. Baby come and lay with me in my jungle. Verse 2. Ooo, I swear I'm about to go. Turn your body around and beat the skins like it's a bongo. A thousand birds up out the tree. Girl, like a
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didn't thrill us. They locked the doors and tried to kill us. We escaped from that gas. Then met Jar Jar and Boss Nass. We took a bongo from the scene. And we went to Theed to see the Queen
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didn't thrill us. They locked the doors and tried to kill us. We escaped from that gas. Then met Jar Jar and Boss Nass. We took a bongo from the scene. And we went to Theed to see the Queen
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. They'll all be beating bongo drums. So who'll defend - in world war iii. Where could we turn - where would they be. . And it's such a crime. How they waste their time. They can't get nowwhere
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Intro Megan Thee Stallion. Uh-um (Bongo By The Way). Ayy. Verse 1 Megan Thee Stallion. Stop playin', I'm tryna see what's up with it (What's up). I'm Thee Stallion, I'm tryna get buck with it (Ah
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. Playing requests now on the bandstand. El Clash Combo. Paid fifteen dollars a day. Weddings, parties, anything. And Bongo Jazz a speciality
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fifteen dollars a day. Weddings, parties, anything. And Bongo Jazz a speciality
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fifteen dollars a day. Weddings, parties, anything. And Bongo Jazz a speciality
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fifteen dollars a day. Weddings, parties, anything. And Bongo Jazz a speciality
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heated animals. Baby come and lay with me in my jungle. Verse 2. Ooo, I swear I'm about to go. Turn your body around and beat the skins like it's a bongo. A thousand birds up out the tree. Girl, like a