the Matalla Moon Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver You're a mean old Daddy, but I like you The wind is in from Africa Last
make excuses Hits out the prop, they call me Big Papi Even if you shot me you still couldn't stop me Still went to Africa, still wore a big chain Where
: Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out there Yo, we gotta do somethin' about that man Yo, we gotta get stupid Yo, we gotta let 'em know what
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the moon Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver You're a mean old Daddy, but I like you The wind is in from Africa and last
the matalla moon Come on, carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver You're a mean old daddy, but I like you The wind is in from africa Last
t make excuses Hits out the prop, they call me Big Papi Even if you shot me you still couldn't stop me Still went to Africa, still wore a big chain Where
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thing as too much school Not to mention Leen tought me how to play the piano And then, every summer I was out at South Bnd Grampaps a bartender at a
