The Tea Is scalding hot!
The Tea Is scalding hot!
I'll give it everything I've got!
The Tea Is scalding Hot!
no one said this job
wouldn't have it's hazards
and it's glamours.
and it's amorous attendants
ascended from the bedsprings.
th quiet choir boy sings
guitar in hand, like a new found land
he decides to name "America."
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