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Well, I'm live and driving home
For the third time today
Each time I go a different way
I can't find it this time
It don't bother me
I don't like where I live anyway
The third time's a charm
But the first two are awful
I will not wait around
The holy trinity of you and me
And my mind makes three a crowd
The great ones all die in threes
Enemy- aeroslide into yon hole
With Kojak on my back
Headlights shining on me
I ran my truck straight up a tree
Now I'm bleeding and pleading
And realizing
The great ones die in threes
(G. Mayfield)
Wczesnym rankiem przychodzi do
obory rolnik, mocno zmeczony po calonocnej libacji. Stawia wiaderko i zaczyna doic krowe. Po jakims czasie krowa pyta:
- Co pilo sie wczoraj?
- Troszke sie wypilo.
- Boli glowka dzisiaj, nieprawdaz?
- Oj, jak boli - mowi rolnik.
- No dobrze to zlap za cycuszki to ja poskacze.
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