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Thread #88825   Message #1742336
Posted By: Mr Happy
17-May-06 - 10:19 AM
Thread Name: Fun With Mangled Lyrics
Subject: RE: Fun With Mangled Lyrics
Folsom jail green onion Rang. Ciao in Currency.

Me the train it comes and it listens to.
It is rolling in the circumference of bends.
And in order when not to know me as the sunshine does not see.
'' Cause me it stabs inside the Folsom jail, the hour ' chisel n maintains above.
Above in lower part it defends the rollin which the writing is dumbfounded but in mountain Anton.

It went out and at the time of the political party percentage baby my mama talked in me.
The son in the gun, the always-good boy, until now any it is not and it is.
He dying but step atlas I only shot the man inside the Reno.
The evenness will hang and or my head.
And shouts the thing to go out when listening to every, now.

It ate inside the idle fancy dinning car and multi being the person who floated me it bet.
Them are possible and ' the coffee and the smoke me about it is big it drinks Song kite.
Going out and me it, or being Its and being all well I, is Its.
That person defends a movement but.
And that will carry and is the fact that it is torturing.

When their this will carry liberate from the jail, the well.
And the writing it was my thing which is dumbfounded.
All some will go out.
And compared to dropping the line it it will move they the place thing me, it bets.
The Folsom far, that goes out from the jail and it stays and Sip is the place.
And me even it is lonely my green onion Rang blow it will make far, they the place.