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Bluefinger
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I am a bluefinger from up on the hill
Above the dark water that's flowing there still
But my blood is Isala and I'd rather swill
I came down from the top and I drank every drop
I went the Sassengate and I got on the train
The Pepperbox Bell blowing my brains
But I made it go quicker with Spanish cocaine
And I looked at the cows and I made solemn vows
If my choices are poor
Well I made them (made them), I made them (made them)
And who's knocking on my door?
I paid them, I paid them
If my choices are poor
Well I made them (made them), I made them (made them)
And who's knocking on my door?
I paid them, I paid them
I don't need the "Do Not Disturb Me" sign
The manager here is a friend of mine
So baby let's go, just one more time
I'm a jumping jack to this thing on my back
And all of my choices were pure
Yeah, I made them (made them), I made them (I made them)
And who's that knocking on my door?
Well I paid them, yeah I paid them
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