Original text Lyrics:
What about a holiday, just the eight of us You and me and all the Stones Wouldnt want to leave them out Couldnt find a nice bunch But you cant expect them to Navigate the boulevards on their own Those sweet Rolling Stones Gosh, we better go hold their hands While they cross the street
Lyrics Comment:
What holiday, as long as eight of our You and me, all the band Wouldnt want to leave them Couldnt find a good pile of But you can not expect them to Browser's own Boulevard These sweet Rolling Stones God, we better hold their hands to Although they cross the road
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