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Beulah land, got a wasted gun, licorice man, I'll sum you up thumbs up, got something in that sand. Beulah girl, you been hitchin' me up. Got some candy and a sweet sing, gim'me religion and a lobotomy. Beulah land- you beautiful whore, Tell me when I don't need you anymore, And said, that somewhere you're gonna get something here, So you're right in the middle and then I'm you. Something is coming back again, I said, you..., maybe I don't wanna go, Wanna go to live where you're not, and so, Beulah Land, gonna find me a worm, a place to bathe this body on down. Got a rubber board and a crocodile, gonna float on past your home. An say... when... just say when, just say when... From Letras Mania