In Oklahoma in the 1950s it was There's a place in France Where the alligators dance And the dance they do Was invented by a Jew And the Jew wouldn't dance So they kicked him in the pants And the pants he wore Cost a dollar ninety-four Plus tax. And Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, Think I'll go eat worms. Great big slimy ones, short fat juicy ones, See how they wiggle and squirm. Bite their heads off, suck their guts out, Throw the skins away. Nobody knows how a man can thrive on Worms three times a day.
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