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Tigers
02:01
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Can’t say nothin’, nothin’, about somethin’, somethin’
Without wishin’ it had never been said
And when the tigers come, they come with mouths open
They’ll let their tongues roll right our their head
Call me foolish, boil your blood!
I’m still standing, you’re still stuck!
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Tigers Redux
02:25
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Can’t say nothin’, nothin’, about somethin’, somethin’
Without wishin’ it had never been said
And when the tigers come, they come with mouths open
They’ll let their tongues roll right our their head
Call me foolish, boil your blood!
I’m still standing, you’re still stuck!
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3. |
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Can’t say nothin’, nothin’, about somethin’, somethin’
Without wishin’ it had never been said
And when the tigers come, they come with mouths open
They’ll let their tongues roll right our their head
Call me foolish, boil your blood!
I’m still standing, you’re still stuck!
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