A looking through a knot hole in father’s wooden knee
I slipped and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement
Go get the axe
There’ a hair on baby’s chest
For boys best friend is his mother

I wish I had. Buick
A six cylinder Buick
But a Ford will fit my pocket book much better
Go get the axe
There’s a hair on baby’s chest
For a boys best friend is his mother
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