Pussy Heaven Teclado

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Oh the shoes that I wear, cost nine cents an hour, 

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Which ain't Norwegian union scale, but hell you know I'm there, 

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They retire when they're twenty, with a house on a fjord, 

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And when they're out of money they just go and get some more, 


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And if you think it though you'll find as I've found, 

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There just ain't enough pussy heaven to go round. 


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And if all the Chinese hit the brakes at one time, 

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The whole goddamn planet, would stop on a dime, 

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The one side would burn up, and the other side would freeze,  

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So if you feel the need to pity someone you can pity me. 


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And if you think it though you'll find as I've found, 

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There just ain't enough pussy heaven to go round. 


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And the moral of this story is perfectly clear, 

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While one guy walks the other sits on daddy's lap and steers, 

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The one cup's made of silver and the other's made of clay, 

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The rich don't ever seem to know they're rich anyway, 


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And if you think it though you'll find as I've found, 

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There just ain't enough pussy heaven to go round. 


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And if we all bred ponies or sailed boats across the sea,  

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Imagine for a minute what a mess that would be, 

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Cause who would drive the garbage trucks, and who would sing the blues, 

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And how could guys like me afford, to buy a pair of shoes,  


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And if you think it though you'll find as I've found, 

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There just ain't enough pussy heaven to go round. 


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And if you think it though you'll find as I've found, 

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There just ain't enough pussy heaven to go round.