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Turn off your TV and listen to meI've got stories and a little ponyOh, I can write itFrom California to the Gulf of MexicoMy teeth are shiny and they squeak I'm covered in dirt from my head to my feetI think that stink bugs really stickWhen they climb on the bathroom sinkI see your heine, so nice and shinyYou better hide it before I bite itI see your heine, so nice and shinyYou better hide it, babyOrange juice dripping from my nooseHanging from the skyOh me, oh myLast chance for a little romanceSave the bottle for the last danceMaybe you and I can seeThe way the mountain dips into the seaA bee stings my kneeI don't cry, you're by my sideI see your heine, so nice and shinyYou better hide it before I bite itI see your heine, so nice and shinyYou better hide it, baby From Letras Mania