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Tambourini
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If ya don't dig the chick that plays the tambourine,ya better check yer pulse,because baby,you might be dead.
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Solo original acoustic songs looking for someone to beg,borrow or steal and make famous,because Lord knows I ain't got the guts.Taking the 'O' out of Country,if
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Rock
Charts
Peak #189
Peak in subgenre #31
Author
Doug Zozula/Big Sky Montana
Rights
2005 lawsuitmusic.
Uploaded
January 23, 2007
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MP3 3.5 MB • 160 kbps • 3:49
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Labias and genitalmen, Something funky is happening Deep inside me but I don't know what it means. But I've got a confession I've got this obsession For girls who play tambourines. So hey little Miss Tambourine Girl Shake your thing for me I ain't creepy I've just got this fetish for that sound Hey little Miss Tambourine Girl Shake it and soon I'll be A convulsing blind orgasmic puddle upon the ground. I hear alarm clocks go off,I get up I hear sirens wail,I get going I hear tambourines and in my jeans Something obscene starts growing. James Bond sucking on his martini You know how his drinks are prefered It's just like I like my Tambourini Shaken baby,not stirred. So hey little Miss Tambourine Girl Shake your thing for me I ain't creepy I've just got this fetish for that sound Hey little Miss Tambourine Girl Shake it and soon I'll be A convulsing blind orgasmic puddle Upon the ground. You've got one hand frigging your tambourine And your other hand that's free Well I can think of places Where I'd like your hand to be. Now you like to vibrate on the stage Like a percussion machine I'd like to take advantage of you And your tambourine. Well you're not spasmatic and you can't be frigid And you sure ain't 'fraidy cat Hot damn you must be jelly Because jam don't shake like that So what makes you quiver and quake and shiver And shake on your fault line? 'cause without fail on my richter scale You rate about a 6.9. Well I dated this chick who played the chimes But soon she was dearly departed 'cause she was out of tune out of time And instrumentally retarded. So excuse me please my little DDTease If I'm coming on strong tonight But if having the hots for a tambourine is wrong Then I don't wanna be right. So hey little Miss Tambourine Girl Shake your thing for me I ain't creepy I've just got this fetish For that sound Hey little Miss Tambourine Girl Shake it and soon I'll be A convulsing blind orgasmic muttering Twitching drooling throbbing stuttering Submissive primitive pathetic puddle Upon the ground.
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