Are you waiting for me at the end of the airport? I’m off buying our tickets, adoring hibernation But I’m feeling impatient, we were late in departing And the smell of pajamas es what made me feel frivol There are minutes for sleeping but we didn't have minutes to spare So you're feeling sleepy Sympathize with the retard being held by his mother She's got spit in her napkin and she's pushing him that way Like the stench to the men's room, and it's making you nauseous Where the hell have I got to? Please, please, please, please, try, try, try to enjoy your routes Have some fun Kids on holiday
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| - Are you waiting for me at the end of the airport? I’m off buying our tickets, adoring hibernation But I’m feeling impatient, we were late in departing And the smell of pajamas es what made me feel frivol There are minutes for sleeping but we didn't have minutes to spare So you're feeling sleepy Sympathize with the retard being held by his mother She's got spit in her napkin and she's pushing him that way Like the stench to the men's room, and it's making you nauseous Where the hell have I got to? Please, please, please, please, try, try, try to enjoy your routes Have some fun Kids on holiday
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| - Are you waiting for me at the end of the airport? I’m off buying our tickets, adoring hibernation But I’m feeling impatient, we were late in departing And the smell of pajamas es what made me feel frivol There are minutes for sleeping but we didn't have minutes to spare So you're feeling sleepy Sympathize with the retard being held by his mother She's got spit in her napkin and she's pushing him that way Like the stench to the men's room, and it's making you nauseous Where the hell have I got to? There's a boy who's a Krishna and he thinks you look pretty Well he's eying your stockings, he's got books to help you with your life But there's no need to worry, this is just a vacation It’s not permanent leaving Every kid gets excited when his parents are yelling 'Cause they ordered a Lincoln and they received a compact And there's fat nuns and tenors who are blocking departure Till I'm birthed from their vulvas and I kiss you and hug you You remember our forfeits and you shout at the platform, "Here we come, mister airplane" Please, please, please, please, try, try, try to enjoy your routes Have some fun Kids on holiday
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