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cog, cog,
You don't have no job,
Sometimes I guess
You must beak down and sob
And be totally depress(ed)
cog, cog,
Don't let it stop
Embrace the light!
It's only a typo that says 'coq'
Don't give up the fight!
(Just flew in from Vegas and, boy, are my arms tired ... ) |
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