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Here on Winter Street, we've got blow-up alligators tied to our ceilings. And the partying never ends. You're in love with a fish, I hope you can swim. Here on Winter Street, we go to wine shows and then piss on our own sheets. Because the partying never ends. You're in love with a fish, I hope you can swim. Here on Winter Street, we'll drink all the drinks you bring. Aus Songtexte Mania