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something for the good boys doing such a good jobnothing for the arms, for the legsif you could you'd nottalk about the big love shine on the cold nightnothing for the ears, for the nosebut it'll work out rightwhy dig out the colours you sing?time is on my sideall the kind good men run in the nightwhy dig out the colours you sing?time is on my sidecall the kind good men running the nightsomething for the good girls doing all the good worknothing for the arms, for the neck,for the good green shirthope on a tight rope, a tear on the fine linenothing for the teeth, for the toes,but i know what's minedo you know what's mine? Aus Songtexte Mania