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MARCY PLAYGROUND It S Saturday Lyrics
Mom I'm dyin'
I'm dizzy and fryin'
My throat hurts
I think I should stay in bed
Cause I got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think I should stay in bed today
Maybe tomorrow go out and play
It's Saturday
With Ginseng
And fresh squeezed juice
Of wheat-grass
Oh, and some hot chicken soup
That just might keep me alive
A couple days
But I've got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think I'll join Timothy Leary
In a cryogenic freeze
Next Saturday
Yeah I've got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Should a listened when you said beware
Of horny girls with New Jersey hair
Last Saturday
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I'm dizzy and fryin'
My throat hurts
I think I should stay in bed
Cause I got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think I should stay in bed today
Maybe tomorrow go out and play
It's Saturday
With Ginseng
And fresh squeezed juice
Of wheat-grass
Oh, and some hot chicken soup
That just might keep me alive
A couple days
But I've got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think I'll join Timothy Leary
In a cryogenic freeze
Next Saturday
Yeah I've got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Should a listened when you said beware
Of horny girls with New Jersey hair
Last Saturday
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Songwriters: WOZNIAK, JOHN K.
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