I am in my hospital seventy million beds/ from the heart and the whole and the soul to say/ from the smell of the room/ from the smell of the room/ from Listen to the right word
Fatimas mom who was in charge of the new city/ Now the believer burns the doll/ From me to my love/ I hate my health
What do you do to your service?/ Dr. Diazepam or Dr. Sleep
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Hajj Mansour drunk and reads from Karbell/ Sweet Dukere everybody says pants and forces/ one
Silently silent
The front of the queue/ one/ one! From
Prostrate/ Sometimes it goes out of love
I miss you Dr. Captive/ If I see a doctor I will die/ I am in the face of this disease/ you may have pain (maybe) my doctor
Youre self -sufficient and you have a lifetime of burns
What do you serve you?/ Dr. Diazepam or acetaminophen?
