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Baby Boom lyrics
We're just a bunch of buffalos
Getting slaughtered
We're all Red Indians
We love firewater
We're just a bunch of buffalos
Getting slaughtered
We're all Red Indians
We love firewater
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
I guess you just weren't interested
In getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom
We're just a bunch of buffalos
Getting slaughtered
We're all Red Indians
We love firewater
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
I guess you just weren't interested
In getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
I guess you just weren't interested
In getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom
No one said it's gonna be easy darling
It won't get better
No one said it's gonna be hard
It won't get better
Part of these releases
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- Track 4 on Tragedy Rocks
- 3 Lottery Winners on Acid
- 5 Losing My Hair
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- Track 3 on Lottery Winners on Acid
- 2 Lottery Winners on Acid
- 4 Bombay Sapphire Coma
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- Track 1 on Baby Boom
- 2 Stop, Count to Ten
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