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A! A-E-I A-E-I know I know A-E-I-O-U (Oh, you sweet thing) Yes, A-E, A-E-I A-E-I-O-U, I owe you nothing But sometimes You owe me You owe me You owe me-I-E-A-I-E-A! A! A! A! I'm talkin' to you When I say Why do the souls of my old dead dogs still howl at the sirens? So call the cops Say call the fire trucks and call the cops Call the police There is something walkin' 'round inside my fleece I've got thick black stuff under my nails And I think I kinda like the way it smells There is food pressed against my gums In a week or two we'll see what it becomes So I'll shave and look cute With the sweat from in my boot And I'll sneeze the snot from my snoot And I'll wipe it on the sleeve of my suit A-E-I-O-A-E-I-O-I-O-A-E-I-O-A-E-ooh Aus Songtexte Mania