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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Roland”

• My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town at least he tries, Oh look it stopped snowing My best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard. But they caught him with his case in that public place That is what we had feared He severed segments secretly you like that He always took the time to speak with me I liked him for that. He severed segments so secretly you like that He always took the time, he always took the time My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town at least he tries, Oh look it stopped snowing My best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard. But they caught him with his case in that public place That is what we had feared He severed segments secretly you like that He always took the time to speak with me, I liked him for that He severed segments so secretly you like that. He was growing on me. He was growing on me.

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