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• Artiste: Nighty Nite (The)
• Titre: Dimes in Their Dimples
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The dented can kids, The day old bread kids, The pie-faced fat kid, fat face. Ain't no bigger than a horse fly, Inline to be baptized, The un-wise outwit always. Like a bubbling cauldron That's swallowing all men You better get the banker Get the type "A" Ain't nobody that's inclined if you pray at bed time. They ain't going back to your birthday And I should have warned you, But I've had a little time to make some enemies. And I should have warned you, But I've had a little time to make some enemies. God you gave them eyes but they can't see The open legs are open arteries. Who's blood in this darling? Are you bleeding? And oh the river it damps you Oh the drugs how they cramp you How your programmer program pranked you If you fail you will still live Cause nooses can give The pistol could jam on you still And the water is sluicen It's clearly no use in Dieing in the back father's chalet. Stuffing dimes in their dimples The drivels can drivel. And they ain't going back to your birthday. And I should have warned you But I've had a little time to make some enemies. God you gave them lips but they still speak Of nothing less than the odious things And all that portly cargo They're still shlepping.