Boby Lapointe ta katie t a quitt

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Tonight at the station bar
Haggard Igor is black
He hardly stops drinking
Because his Katia, his pretty Katia
Just left him to leave
His Katie left him
He made a mistake
This Grand Duke with his tricks
His tricks, his White Russian tricks
My tactic was fake
Says Igor who falls asleep
Dead drunk at the bar counter
A white Russian who is black
What a strange coincidence! Having a laugh
The bawdy revelers in the bar
Because Igor is still sleeping there
But close to his ear
Wonder! A ruddy alarm clock
Gives him advice
While he sleeps
Tick-tock tick-tock
Your Katie has left you
Tick -tock tick-tock
Your Katie left you
Tick-tock tick-tock
You're a cuckold, what are you waiting for?
Get lost , you're a cuckold
All you have to do is fuck yourself
And leave your neighborhood
Your Katie left you
Your tactics were fake
Your tactics were fake
Your Katie left you
Take off your hat and trade
Your knitwear all muddy
And your crust with a knife
That you were attacked so much
Against a side car
Four crowns all told
And leave your neighborhood
Your Katie left you
Your Katie left you
Your Katie left you
Your Katie left you
Right next door
Decay whores
br/>Teasing a naughty cocker spaniel
And being flirtatious
While knitting
Cackling and arguing and criticizing
A crazy count
Who was counting by ticking
A whole bunch of platform tickets
When all of a sudden
Tic-tac-tic driing!
What a wake-up call in the morning
Morning, what an alarm clock
Exclaims the Russian, white with fear
For a ringtone
It's a beautiful ringtone!

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