Fiji Gin Lyrics by Rolling Stones
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(jagger/richards) I want more fiji gin, but full name is billy dean Tell him to bring his electric guitar, cause a poor boy goin Insane Then well duck two bars away, snort an ounce of cocaine Took myself about 55 jars, 6-pack more a champagne Ohh baby... I love you...oh my baby Oh baby I love you Better watch out for the fiji gin, come-up and spend the Day Come on and bring your wah-wah pedal, then lets go on Stage Ronnie brought about, 50,000 kids, and then slipped out in The rain Fell from the beat to the 25th floor, white girls go insane, Eeeh I love ya... I wanna pounce, all right Better watch out for the split-side anna, fistford is out for a Raid Call me up and feed to 21st floor, the poor chicks go insane You bust 2 ribs (!!), you bust 2 arms, his legs is like stumps In therain His brain is shred, his nose is bled, but his hands, they sure Could play Better watch out for the curse-i-anna, come on billy dean Come on bring your electric guitar cause these boys are just Gonna play Come on down miss sus-i-anna, figi gins gonna rein Tell him to bring a, wah-wah pedal, boy were going Insaaane
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