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The Incomparable Mr. Flannery

First we get some surgery

Lose the kids then our identities

But one thing I know for a fact

Mustache stays right where it's at

REO Speedwagon, Kansas to Boston

My ankle bracelet, already gone and lost it

Them Yellow Jackets

Keep the tired man from slacking

Stole my Camaro, primer gray

Took my suitcase, all my pay

Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur

How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

We should get together and talk it over

At the Detroiter, Delaware Destroyers, rocking with Dokken

You front the money and I'll do all the talking

Them Yellow Jackets keep the tired man from slacking

Stole my Camaro, primer gray

Took my suitcase, all my pay

Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur

How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

Come a little closer, honey, I won't bite ya

One more Lager and I might learn to like ya

Stole my Camaro, primer gray

Took my suitcase, all my pay

Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur

How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

Stole my Camaro, primer gray

Took my suitcase, all my pay

Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur

How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

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