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Trouble Spot Rock

I am guerilla with a jungle language

A jungle Jimmy with a jungle jeans

I keep-a loose with battle fatigue

Gimme gimme jungle scenes

I wanna do some mid-east cruisin

Meet an arab sheik with an M16

But I'll never get past Elwood

The best dressed trouble shooter

You've ever seen

Give me a rifle and some Beaujolais

Those trouble spots they're all so far away

I will be on the road to Mandalay

You want trouble I'll give you trouble

You're gonna love it alot

I am a killer a soldier of fortune

I ride the jeeps in my jungle greens

I raid a village and napalm the elders

A revolutionary-hey, where you been?

Give me a carbine and a packed lunch

I'll go and join the mercenary bunch

Oh, I've gotta follow my hunch

You want trouble I'll give you trouble

You're gonna love it a lot

I could be a soldier

Sailin the sea

I could be a soldier

A real fine mercenary

I could be an airman

And bomb the enemy, the enemy

I'm gonna get your body

I'm gonna take your life

I'm gonna stab your body

With my general issue knife

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