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Björk The man put out His head and looked at me I put him, put him Underneath my shirt Now he's scrathcing In bus number 12 I sit in the back And

Bjork The man put out His head and looked at me I put him, put him Underneath my shirt Now he's scrathcing In bus number 12 I sit in the back And cough