The Friend Catcher
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Lyrics
I, cigarette fingers puff and poke puff and poking the smoke touches the ground you, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains choo choo choo it's a prison of sound of sound she, by my chinny chin chin eee-oh eee-oh like a zippo smokes the way hope, around you, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains choo choo choo it's a prison of sound a prison of sound she, by the hair of my chinny chin chin eee-oh eee-oh eee-oh eee-oh like a zippo smokes the way hope, around you, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains choo choo choo it's a prison of sound I poke around...
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Song Details
- Duration
- 05:02
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 92 BPM