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HE VAS MY BOYFRIEND
Music and Lyrics by MEL BROOKS
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he vas a dirty old goat. Ve were made for each other. All of a sudden, he took out his paraphernalia and shouted. "Let's play
croquet!" And off to the field ve vent. He carried his hoops and mallets and I carried his balls. What a festival! Fun and games all day long. Archery, badminton, potato sack. Victor won the three-legged race... all by himself.
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