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Grenada...
I'm rolling under your feet
Arit, you could stroke the knife in this speechless moonlight
Ah buddies, it was long forgotten
Ah buddies, that we've been selling magic in Grenada today...
Cannons, anti-aircraft, turpedoes, machine guns, grenades...
Bombs, dynamite, garan, armalite, grenades. ..
Rifle, forty-five, pistol, paltik, shotgun, baton...
Mortar, shooter, indian crossbow, balisong, carbine, tongsud
Automatic rifle, surit-surit, bazooka ...
Grease gun, time bomb, tsikorno, tsako, and grenade.
Sword, knife, sundang, tobacco, stick, judo, karate, grenade...
Boxing, basketball, wrestling, cook, houseboy, gardener, housemaid, butler...
Driver, conductor, passenger, inspector, coachman, foreman, kabatas the roadman...
And when the day is done, plane, helicopter , grenade...
Ship, submarine, pumboat, kuwitis, blaster, grenade...
Barber, lawyer, engineer, master, supervisor, doctor, nurse, patient, attendant, pilot, steward, artist , radio announcer, director, producer, cameraman, shopkeeper, waitress, hostess, manager, massage therapist, security guard, laundress...
Then mainly, pomegranate is very sweet, the fruit that I like to eat, romantic aaaaand gay ...!
Ooooh!