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PHISH

Weekapaug

He walked on down the hall...
Walked on down the hall

He said, mother...
Father, I want to kill you...
Mother...
I want to cook you breakfast...
I want to cook you breakfast, mother...
Mother...i wanna cook you breakfast...
Then I wanna...i wanna borrow the car...
Then I wanna borrow the car...
Then I wanna...

Ooooooooooh
Trying to make a woman match your moves
Ooooooooooh
And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove
Trying to make a woman match your moves
Ooooooooooh
And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove
Trying to make a woman match your moves
Ooooooooooh
And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove


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