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Pick a name, pick a place Chances are I\'ve had the means to be there. Pick a date, pick a time, I\'ve got it from a friend of mine The ability to socialize. Holy Mackerel Once when I was young, I troubled over imperfection in my knees. When you cultivate a pompidour, it\'s best to keep the top up for the breeze. Cuts like hell, you know. Sporty was a poetry boy and liked to puff his pipe into the night. But since he sold him hits of ecstacy, John Law, he took a decade of his life. That\'s a hunk o\' life. Holy Mackerel From Letras Mania