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Burma Shave #2 The Perfect Squelch
Driving downtown...
Late at night...
She stopped and waited...
At the light...
Feller run out...
Trenchcoat flashed...
She looked...
She laughed...
His hopes were dashed!
¡Burma Shave!
Late at night...
She stopped and waited...
At the light...
Feller run out...
Trenchcoat flashed...
She looked...
She laughed...
His hopes were dashed!
¡Burma Shave!
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