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FZ:
They're really getting professional now. In the dressing room waiting for the Vanilla Fudge to go off Motorhead and Arthur Dyer Tripp the Third are playing cards.
Arthur:
Pair of queens what is this shit?
Motorhead:
Pissy, pissy poop.
Arthur:
Can I go down with two cards?
Motorhead:
Pissy, pissy poop.
Arthur:
Do it this way. Give me a good chance buddy.
Motorhead:
I'll take that sonabitch.
Arthur:
You better not
Motorhead:
I took it.
Arthur:
Oh, you're running for a spade straight, are ya?
Motorhead:
I took it.
Arthur:
Oh, I got your number.
Motorhead:
Oh whaddaya know.
Arthur:
I knew it.
You have any other one I want?
(phhht!)
I hear a Fuzztone.
Wahhh
Motorhead:
You shink evvyzing gonna be awright?
Arthur:
Is this an accounting office?
They're really getting professional now. In the dressing room waiting for the Vanilla Fudge to go off Motorhead and Arthur Dyer Tripp the Third are playing cards.
Arthur:
Pair of queens what is this shit?
Motorhead:
Pissy, pissy poop.
Arthur:
Can I go down with two cards?
Motorhead:
Pissy, pissy poop.
Arthur:
Do it this way. Give me a good chance buddy.
Motorhead:
I'll take that sonabitch.
Arthur:
You better not
Motorhead:
I took it.
Arthur:
Oh, you're running for a spade straight, are ya?
Motorhead:
I took it.
Arthur:
Oh, I got your number.
Motorhead:
Oh whaddaya know.
Arthur:
I knew it.
You have any other one I want?
(phhht!)
I hear a Fuzztone.
Wahhh
Motorhead:
You shink evvyzing gonna be awright?
Arthur:
Is this an accounting office?
Lyrics submitted by Ice
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