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My naked cousin I see him running All over headland Scared as a chicken, chicken His naked skin fries Fries in the sun, oh my My naked cousin can Cook till he's good and good and done I hate his smell and I hate his company, but But most of all I hate that He looks just, just like me Skin and it's melting Fries in the sun, he can Cook, cook his brains out till They're good and good and good and done He's running He's running He's running He's running He run from burning bush and He run from bank of senate He run from everything that SongtexteUpsets his master plan and And if he flips and I am As good as done, but my My naked cousin No, he just keep'a, keep'a running Running He's running He's running He's running He's running Running naked through the trees Scared the shit right out of me He's running Bought my ticket, take my ride Take me to the sunny side He's running Running naked through the trees Scared the shit right out of me He's running Bought my ticket, take my ride I'm begging of you, please, please, please He's running Please, please, please He's running Please, please, please He's running Please, please, please He's running Aus Songtexte Mania