Paroles de Count Crackula
Ice fishing bitchesDown by the lake
Wait till it freezes
Count until I ate
That will cost you
Thirty nine pence
Toss your money
Over my fence
Little picket fence
White picket fence
Guard my little garden
Pretty little picket fence
(motherfucker)
That will cost you
Thirty nine pence
Toss your money
Over my fence
Little picket fence
White picket fence
Guard my little garden
Pretty little picket fence
(motherfucker)
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