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Yeah, two bags of grass
75 pallets of masculine
5 sheets of clabber acid
A salt shaker half full of cocaine
A whole galaxy of multi coloured uppers downers
Screamers laughers also a port of Tequila
Port of Rum, case of beer, pint of Ron Eather
2 dozen Amils
But once you get locked in to a serious drug collection
Not that we need it at all for the trip the
Tendancy is to push it as far as
You can
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Won't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Won't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
Don't you
Don't you
Don't you
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