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Little Children - Germano, Lisa lyrics

A courageous friend I thought
It turned out so wrong was I
When we were up against the wall

He had chicken liver balls
He had chicken liver spleen
He had chicken liver heart
Made of chicken liver parts
Lily livered little parts
Lily livered little parts

Prematurely going bald
Any passion long gone cold
But I wanted to explore
The damp alleyways of his soul

All the times he tried to help
He spit in my face and laughed
That woman man I want his fucking ass
I want his fucking ass
I want his fucking ass
I want your fucking ass

My friend darting, he's looking likely
Crammed in a taxi
I see you all too clearly
Sucking on a little pea
Sucking on a little pea

My, my you little toy
He's just a mummy's boy
Where's your liver?
Where's your heart?
What's with all your woman parts?

Now it's my turn to laugh
Just stick it up your fucking ass
Just stick it up your fucking ass
Just stick it up your fucking ass
Just stick it up your fucking ass

A courageous friend I thought
It turned out so wrong was I

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