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BOB RIVERS
- Ghosts In White Linen Lyrics
Ghosts in white linen
Never touching the ground
Kids ringing door bells
Making their rounds
Ran out of Snickers
I dont have any more
A pack of Bart Simpsons
Threw eggs at my door
If I catch you I'm gonna get you
Ohh you Bastards
I'm gonna catch you
And wring your neck