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Son of Splorb lyrics

I get the dough, I get the broad
I'm gettin' rid of Sigmund Freud
I'm gettin' paid for all my work
Plus I get laid, now there's a perk

I'm gettin' great big stuff
No friggin' doubt about it
Great big stuff
How did I live without it?

Great big stuff
I finally get my taste
And it's going to my head
I mean the one below my waist

I'm so very, very happy

I made her like me
I made her care
And now she's ready
And right in there

She says she loved me
She says she
She says she loves me?
Great big stuff

Look at the way the moon behaves
Great big stuff
Look at the way she paints a silver ribbon on the waves
Leading directly to me and you

Great big stuff, great big stuff
Great big stuff, great big stuff
Nothing is too wonderful

Great big
Nothing is too wonderful

Buzz? Buzz? I do that a lot

I get the dough, I get the broad

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