Viennas Crocodile Tears
city fellas dey come to the bush,
the Crocodile barks from his moosh,(mouth)
they think they smart feller, fool ole yella,
more meat says the croc, n goes woosh,
death roll in the donga,
no more linger longer,
don't come to his table,
coroners label,
says eaten by croc,
butt n toosh...
thank you Vienna Bombardieri...
Don Johnson
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