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When will my ship come in? man i really gotta know
Cause i'm tired at living at the y with 50 other guys
That smell like frenchmen
Necesidad un bistek salvar al dia
My life's been such a wreck, there's no aces, no aces in my deck
I'm starting to believe that my ship is make believe
Lights out at ten
Necesidad un bistek slavar al dia
Everyday i try so hard i ain't never got a card for my b-day
If i ever make it, i'll broil, saute, or bake it. give me steak
Necesidad un bistek salvar al dia
Gozar su comida