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Bob Rivers Ghosts In White Linen Lyrics
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BOB RIVERS
- Ghosts In White Linen Lyrics / with translationsGhosts 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
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
If I catch you I'm gonna get you
Ohh you Bastards
I'm gonna catch you
And wring your neck
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Ghosts In White Linen
Bob Rivers
Bob Rivers
The Day My Lemon Died I'm Just A Singer In A Holiday Inn Didn't I Get This Last Year Burning Down The Church Wonderbra Fart In An Elevator Restroom Door Said Gentlemen Dr. Jack Honda Accord Homeless On The Holidays
