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I feel like talking but don't preachI'm all rightGod don't make no junkSo you seeI'm all rightThere's nothing wrong with meI feel like taking off my clothes againThat sound is putting me to sleepCan out (God made)Can in (the birds)Canned oxygen (And god made the bees)Shut up (She's)You friend (canned oxygen)American (to me)I'm sure I've had enough to know when I have had enoughI think I know enough to knowCan out (God made the)Can in (birds sing)Canned oxygen (And God let it be)That sound (She's canned)That sin (That's in) (oxygen)That oxygen (To me)Snap the can the snap theThe hand snap the canLike you would your silver wareCan the snap theLetras de cancionesSnap the canMeat in the canSnap snap canSnap the can handleHandle the canWarm up in a jarSnap the handle like you would your silver warePoison meat in a can From Letras Mania