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back in the day people used to get dressed up to play croquet red oragne yellow green blue and black this games gonna give me a heart attack we got singles and doubles and tripletes do whatever you want just pick your sticks my name is rick o'shea i play blue back in the day i say toodle-oo to you see i am the roller got game like four leaf clover hey wicket get your stick its time to rock the court im dj wicket and i rule the court cuz nothin lies for me ya hear that sport put-puttin through the holes got my backup from the hoes watchout this is a croquet hold-up my swing is sweeter than a fat jelly donut excuse me im roxy roquet im all green i inherited my stroke from the queen i knock lots of blokes off the green so put your pounds and your bucks on me im second only to capitol b its first come first served the losers hors d'ouvre Letras de cancionesim gonna wipe this boyplate clean im talking about you o'shea im talking about you dj 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 do it in order or lose your time wicket sport is wicket rhyme hate to break it to ya this court is mine when we bend over to take our puts all you pucker-punks can kiss our butts From Letras Mania