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They Might Be Giants Dark And Metric

spent in jail, Parrot on my arm, Not a man of the world, No patch on my eye. Patch on my eye. Dark and metric is my town, Every day and night. Just

Fordítás: Ezek Might Be Giants. Sötét és metrikus.

spent in jail, Parrot on my arm, Not a man of the world, No patch on my eye. Patch on my eye. Dark and metric is my town, Every day and night. Just