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Ensemblen
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Songtexte: 12 Rounds. Sunshine.

He is down on bended knee
And that's all very well
Like to live with you someday
I think that would be swell

I love the way you kicked my face in
Then left me for dead
Like to be the only person
Pissing in my head

And she brings me sunshine
She brings me sunshine
Thank you kindly leave now
Would you kindly go away?

Take your worn out Y-fronts
And those ones that have gone gray
I don't care much for
Parasitic life forms anyway

Go now please and
Close the door behind you
On the way
Seems so very clearly now

The mess was in my head
She likes the things that I like
And to laze around in bed
Suddenly it seems to me

I made my face go red
She brings me sunshine