Paroles de The Ballad Of Wilhelm Fink
Said that I'd meet you at the Berekley Marina3 A.M. Where no one will be found
All I got in mind is a boons farm jug of wine
Smash the bottle in the parkin' lot
But considerin' our luck
We'll get busted by the cops
Instead of sex, We'll go to jail
Another Lesson learned and failed
Another Lesson learned and failed
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