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Mom's Drunk lyrics
Oooooh how
generate the wave
on the ground
deep cleeeaow
a photopass
four words of hate
me I'm packing bleak, yeah
Her refrain
spred over the stars
a stock went by
me I'm satisfied
Oooooh how
generate the wave
generate the way
Oooooh how
generate the way
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