Merds Wixed
Woke up this morning with thaughty knots on my brain
Hang on thih minks I've got my merds wixed again
Course you snow what I hay
Happens devery eay
Now listen I ain't just disling wixie that's pinda klain... whoaaa!
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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