Bolivian Ragamuffin
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
You gotta dance to the tune
of Bolivian Ragamuffin
Out take's short breaks
Love her 'til the earth quakes
Stand on the seashore
lookin' at the city
See the street light,
dog bite your lady on the titty
At the wax museum
everybody cares
to see themselves
As others care to see you
but nobody wants to be you, baby
Corn bread, cabbage head
Try and get a side of me
Hold my pickle,
hold your lettuce
Special orders don't upset us
Kickstand face,
looks so evil like knieval
Never make third base
like a tongue in my old lady
Like a squatez vous
and a domo arigato
Tip my hat to you
rock a roller obbligatto
Stage show come in stride,
smoke a bone
i'm feelin' fine
Girls in heat will try and get us
Hash in bones won't upset us
He need cash....Kick in the pants
Wantin' for....Gotta dance
Say it ahh....To you to give us the chance
Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it
Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it
And then sounds that only the "man" Steven Tyler can make!
Aerosmith
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