The Oklahoma Kid:
[singing]
I don't want to play in your yard, I don't like you anymore, You'll be sorry when you see me, Sliding down our cellar door. You can't holler down our rain barrel, You can't climb our apple tree, Oh, I don't want to play in your yard, For you aren't as good to me.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:36