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Gimme an F Gimme an U Gimme a C Gimme a K What's that spell? (FUCK!) What's that spell? (FUCK!) What's that spell? (FUCK!) What's that spell? (FUCK!) What's that spell? (FUCK!) yeah, c'mon on all you big strong men Uncle Sam needs your help again Letras de cancioneshe's got himself in a terrible jam way down yonder in Vietnam so put down your books and pick up a gun we're gonna have a whole lot of fun and it's 1, 2, 3, what're we fighting for? don't ask me, I don't give a damn next stop is vietnam and it's 5, 6, 7, open up the pearly gates well, ain't no time to wonder why whoopee! we're all gonna die now c'mon on Wall Street don't be slow Why man, this is a war! Au-go-go there's plenty good money to be made by supplin' the Army with the tools of the trade just hope and pray that if we drop the bomb they drop it on-a Viet-Cong Chorus now c'mon generals, let's move fast your big chance is here at last gotta go out and get those Reds the only good Commie is one that's dead and you know that peace can only be won when we blown 'em all to kingdom come chorus Now c'mon mothers throughout the land pack your boys off to Vietnam c'mon fathers, don't hesitate send 'em off before it's too late be the first one on your block to have your boy come home in a box and it's 1, 2, 3, what're we fighting for? don't ask me, I don't give a damn next stop is vietnam and it's 5, 6, 7, open up the pearly gates well, ain't no time to wonder why whoopee! we're all gonna die Iet From Letras Mania