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Lump sat alone in a boggy marshTotally motionless except for her heartMud flowed up into Lump's pajamasShe totally confused all the passing piranhasShe's Lump, she's LumpShe's in my headShe's Lump, she's Lump, she's LumpShe might be deadLump lingered last in line for brains,And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insaneSmall thing's so sad that birds could landIs Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?She's Lump, she's LumpShe's in my headShe's Lump, she's Lump, she's LumpShe might be deadLump was limp and lonely and needed a shoveLump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into loveShe spent her twenties between the sheetsLife limped along at subsonic speedsShe's Lump, she's LumpShe's in my headShe's Lump, she's Lump, she's LumpShe might be deadIs this Lump out of my head, I think soIs this Lump out of my head, I think so, yeahIs this Lump out of my head, I think soIs this Lump out of my head Aus Songtexte Mania