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Bah bah bah, bah Barbra Anne
Bah bah bah, bah Barbra Anne.

Bah bah bah, bah Barbra Anne.

Bah bah bah, bah Bah,

oh, Barbara Anne - you double dipped, loose faced, ground wart. You pumping and preening varlet, hussy dog. Tree climbing hedge-pig
and all consuming cancer of my brain. Tainted trash monger and ceaseless droning infidel, a donkey for a kingdom!
Take that you pill popping poppin-jay. You totem tussling troll, you relentless and venomous vampire.

I love you.

Bah Bah Brah Anne. Oh, Bah Brah Anne.

And so sang they all night.

And then the drunken men started to scuffle. The child mussed up my hair. I need a dentist. It was not all my fault. Hallelujah!
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