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Jäklar vilken bildrush, ville bara tala om att Ron Thal e bäst i världen
I'd kiss you but my lips are feed
for tuna getting back at me
I am the Ronald-Of-The-Sea
in a swimsuit that no longer fits me
I'd love you but my brain is cheese
- my body's 59 degrees
And if I could I'd surely sneeze
'cause my nose is filled with red snapper
I'd hold you but my arms are weak
this whole thing won't help my physique
And to my neighbors I'm a freak
they're a fish hook, an old shoe and... hum
I'd sing to you but I can't make sounds
there are no more bubbles in my mouth
And when I said I would head South
to retire I meant Florida
I am the Ronald-Of-The-Sea
I'd love you but my brain is cheese
And if I could I'd surely sneeze
I'd hold you but my arms are weak
And to my neighbors I'm a freak
I'd sing to you but I can't make sounds
And when I said I would head South
Annons