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London Beat You Love And Learn

up... IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP! Why don't you pack it up! WHY DON'T YOU PACK IT UP! And find yourself a crazy kind of Love! AND FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND

only one here who missed a plane back to London Residing with my brothers and I learned a lot from them About the group, how to be smooth and play funky And

handy-dandy That commends you, my fee is a shower For you, I'll scrub your back and I'll soap the butt-crack Make you shiny, spiffy in a jiff Fuckin' with the ab, you

If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it...then you will die. You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings If you

to the riddim [Chorus:] Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala, If you grew up without no dad, And enerything you want you can't have, Lost love ones and you

If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it...then you will die. You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings If you

why you talk this way Cause you can sell a million records and be wack (word up) You can have mad skills and don't sell jack It got my brain racin',