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Jimmy and I shared a bad soy chai at  the Columbian coffee stand Jimmy imitated the barista He sounded nothing like the man I said ‘Jimmy, don’t embarrass me I don’t want a display Everybody’s staring, see I’m just not in the mood today He said What you, what you, what you, what you don’t know is that I have a soul full of guns What you, what you, what you, what you don’t know is that I have a soul full of guns And he does I said, Jimmy, I’m tired and kind of blue And there’s the bus I’m catching He says, Uh-uh that’s just not true We’re going to karaoke, you can listen to me sing La da da da da da You can join in What you, what you, what you, what you don’t know is that I have a soul full of guns Songtexte Oh Jimmy, whoops Jimmy whoops Jimmy Sometimes you get that faraway look I wonder where you go You seem to float above us all but you suffer pain I know I have a soul full of guns Oh Jimmy, whoops Jimmy whoops Jimmy He said What you, what you, what you, what you don’t know is that I have a soul full of guns What you, what you, what you, what you don’t know is that I have a soul full of guns And he does Aus Songtexte Mania