Sammy Has Mammy Living In Miami

we heard that sammy
had a mother called mammy
won grammy in miami

button and button
after we had gone hunting
who has the button

we started to search
in a place where he would perch
on bench made of birch

were with many fears
they even had bought some steers
after rounds of beers

money disappears
when their twilight nears
in hock up to ears

you should see long spears
they did use to kill a deer
poor at changing gears
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