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Four From The Bottom - Remix
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The Kittens and the Blue Raccoon Copyright 2003 SilkyTofu (aka R.S. Okuma) Kittens do laundry in pink moonlight Wash calico mittens and paws Delightful delectables, delicious, divine Lint balls cling to their claws The Blue Raccoon, a rascal thief Brings cat nip gifts, lollipop toys A red balloon, a bell that rings, “ships, ships ahoy!” Filled to the brim of a black velvet sack Slung down his shoulder and over his back “Darling, darling kittens”, he woos “Your mother sleeps fast, deep in the woods Sent me to fetch you, without a delay No time to wonder, there’s no time to play So come to the land of honey and milk drink out of bowls made of silk” Into the sack they tripped and fell Over their mittens and under their tails The Blue Raccoon just chuckled and hummed His heart beat faster, his heart did drum “Come to the land of honey and milk drink out of bowls made of silk Lullaby, lullaby, loodledeedumm” His belly ripe, so round and plump A better meal could not have done Licking fingers sucking his thumbs Kittens taste like peppermint plumb Mittens make such furry wreaths But lint balls stick to teeth Lint balls stick to teeth “Lullaby, lullaby, loodledeedumm”
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Pop Dance-Pop
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#16,000 today Peak #308
#7,172 in subgenre Peak #124
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SilkyTofu
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2004 SilkyTofu
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December 10, 2005
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Four from the Bottom Copyright 2004 SilkyTofu Verse1 Jack Diamond drew an ace Two fours, a six and deuce His poker face turned green From the gold that he could lose So, he seduced the Queens From the deck he thumbed with ease Undressed them in his palm Four…from the bottom Verse 2 The Blacksmith raised a ten Jack Diamond raised ten more The barber said, “I’m out” As he sank into the floor The devil grinned and said, “Son, your whisky shots are dead” But there’s enough to pour Four…from the bottom Bridge No drink can scratch the itch In a throat that’s boned and dry They drink and don’t get drunk …but don’t know why… Verse 3 When Jack laid down four Queens The Blacksmith played a straight Five Queens, one too many From the Queen of Hearts to eight Poor Jack was born to cheat As a Blacksmith’s born to beat Lost gold teeth, and then some… Four…from the bottom
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