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Florentine PogenSong ratingsNot rated yet. Lyrics
She was the daughter of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen Read 'em 'n weep Was her adjustable slogan She was a debutante daisy With a color-note organ Deep in the street She drove a '59 Morgan That's the kinda step she takes When her hot breaks hot breaks That's the kinda sound she makes (Ooh, let go uh me) When her crab cakes (ArfArfArf) She didn't like it when her fan belt Shrunk & got shorter (Ointment) Battery leaks could nearly cost her a quarter She didn't wanna stay home An' watch the pestle go mortar Later she speaks On how Perellis might court her Na-na-na-noo, etc. She was the daughter Ah-ah-ahhh Of a wealthy Florentine Pogen Po-oh-wo-oh-oh Po-oh-wo-oh-oh Po-oh-wo-oh-oh Ga-ya-ee-annnn Read 'em 'n weep Read 'em 'n weep etc. Chester's go-rilla She go quack Chester's go-rilla She go oink Chester's go-rilla She go moo Chester's go-rilla She go Hratche-plche Hratche-plche
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