the bastard

criiiiiiiiiyin

in the valley of sore throats

shake off the dust please

waiting in vain

Tobacco outside

of course I will try

oh silvia

poochi

my thoughts exactly

fun interrupted

i'm a .

we blow dumb

Sheila don't surf and we think she should

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.

when will we get the time to be just friends

me and mr. jones

bratatata ba ba

there is no next time

 

chewin' on a piece of grass

I'm tryin to do my thing!