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Текст (слова) песни: Blues Traveler - Mother Funker
Mother funker!
If you see her come, you better look away
When shes down for a kill, that bitch is ready to play
If you need some time, shell hook you for a while
With her jasmine eyes and her granite smile
Her kingdoms one twenty fifth to the lower east side
For the proper fee shell hook you for that ride
To her bad ass haunts that span all across town
She can speak with a sheik as well as get the funk down
Geronimo!
Chan!
So if you crave brass rings, then son youd best beware
But if thats the case, then youre already there
Shell spit you out and leave you wanting more
The queen of the night is just a burnt out whore
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