.Arrivederci I'm cutting my hair>
Tell fish and Tracy the weathers fair>
Been eleven hours were on a dare
Arrivederci to my old chair>
I've been told that the old who bargain and save
They get sold
For the gold
On the little kings grave
So goodbye to screamers
And goo.
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