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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Jungle Telegraph”

• Mama had a epidural Hoping I would be a girl. The night was black, the sky was blue The darker clouds are showing noon I heard screaming, the doctor shouts, Didnt give in, I came out. And here I am. I found my way, down the street. Chicken hawks, filled with meat. The man was big, the gun was loaded, She had cash, but never showed it, I heard screamin, bleeding throat And baby I got on that boat. And here I am. Now Im up here in the trees Shaking off the bugs and fleas The days are long, the sun is beatin He says (it says) I dont die with you Send me some lovin Send me some lovin Send it now Send it by giraffe, on jungle telegraph

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