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it's all really very old school
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Lenny Lee Warmington is my name imlen2 because my fathers name is leonard get it? = imlen2.
hi I'm Len all of my music is free to download. I have a website called oddindeed.com here are some links you can follow http://www.oddindeed.com/jokes/ for some elephant jokes as told by steven hawking.. http://www.oddindeed.com/chubby/ to see chubby checker dance to some of his hits
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Alternative • Experimental
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Peak #267
Peak in subgenre #48
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March 06, 2013
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:32
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things all change it happens all the time the world turning the oceans are burning a continent of plastic floating in the tropics. i like global warming because i am cold most of the time if you got money you can be a friend of mine. the skunks are rabid the squirrels carry black plague sounds bad but it's all true. if they come and get you you'll have it too. they are passing laws to take my gun. if a skunk comes at me i am going to have to swat him with a stump. i hear the stories. gangs in my town it aint a new thing what about the good old boy's just ask your ma and paw. they were here way back when it was ago time. the good old boy's had the upper hand. the Chinese grabbed their tongs the shingzu and the wongs but the good old boy's ran them out of town over the hill to weaverville. some of them liv there still. then there was sheriff john the good old boy's had quite a time way back when he signed up. they bought themselves the crest wood lodge that place had some real goin on's whiskey was flyin around the lodge lot's of women but none of them free! if you get my meaning if you catch my drift? if you tell the tail they will deny every bit. . once when i was young they locked me in a can! fed me my supper through a slot in the door. they would send in big sargent rock he was master of the entire cell block make me say thank you for the gruel on the tray! then he would pass the stuff through the little slot. judge richard came around once a week. he would say hello my son with his hand on my knee. he would ask me if there was anything i really need. i would ask him. please sir could you set me free. he would say that's o k my son we will see. all the while his hand on my knee. once!. when he left they forgot to lock the door and when they looked i was nowhere to be found. road the rails way up north pick some berries to get me some dough a small handfull and away i would go the good old boy's faded into the back still pulling the strings from deep in the black nothing amis and everythings cool so young gangsta. it's all really very old school
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