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Dora Goes to Town Lyrics
She got a ham in her handbag
A pig in her purse
She got two blind, no-bribe, babe buggers
She's got a bird knapsack
She's on a Polish parade
Going to get some pair of cigars and some lemonade
No need to put your ear to the ground
Not much is coming to town
She puts eggs in her horseshoe
Coffee in her tea
Puts out a little Jell-O
Says, "That's the way it's going to be"
Ashes and mashes and dust and musk
And green spin of salmon as she cuts the crust off
Don't let it show that you wanted some
Not much is coming to town
She got a ham in her handbag
A pig in her purse
She got two blind, no-god, babe buggers
No lap sack, a Polish parade
We going to get some pair of cigars and some lemonade
No, no need to put your ear to the ground
Not much is coming to town
She puts eggs in her horseshoe
Coffee in her tea
Puts out a little Jell-O
Says, "That's the way it's going to be"
Ashes to ashes and dust and musk
And de-da di-blew dibble di-da
Don't let it show that you wanted some
Not much is coming to town
Not much is coming to town
Not much is coming
A pig in her purse
She got two blind, no-bribe, babe buggers
She's on a Polish parade
Going to get some pair of cigars and some lemonade
Not much is coming to town
Coffee in her tea
Puts out a little Jell-O
Says, "That's the way it's going to be"
And green spin of salmon as she cuts the crust off
Don't let it show that you wanted some
Not much is coming to town
A pig in her purse
She got two blind, no-god, babe buggers
We going to get some pair of cigars and some lemonade
No, no need to put your ear to the ground
Not much is coming to town
Coffee in her tea
Puts out a little Jell-O
Says, "That's the way it's going to be"
And de-da di-blew dibble di-da
Don't let it show that you wanted some
Not much is coming to town
Not much is coming to town
Not much is coming
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She's got a ham in her handbag A pig in her purse Two-ply, no-fly baby buggers She's got a burlap sack She's on a voter's parade She's gonna get some Carab cigars and some lemonade
No need to put your ear to the groun Dora Munch is coming to town
She puts eggs in her orange juice Coffee in her tea Puts olives in her jelly Says that's the way it's gonna be Ashes and mashes and dust and mustard Creamed spinach sandwich and she cuts the crusts off
Don't let it show that you wanted some Dora Munch is coming to town