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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Nirvana. Milk It.

"Is this when you start out first?"
"No, we all start out"
"Okay, we'll start out first"
"Yeah, two quiet... two quiet"
"No, we'll start out all together"
"Okay, right... nut not loud - two quiet and then we go loud"
"You guys are wasting tape"
"Right, okay"
"Shhhhhh"
"Ready... 1,2,3,4..."
She set up for this Monday
I never now I got
I did all of my friends
This mother and her daughter

She said

Hey my own will beat water
My liars will be the milk man
My mother will be your hey
My letter's gone insane

She said I'm not just like her
She said I'm like her son
I drink more milk than he does
I'm a deal and I want my mom

She said

Big mothers mill be able
My letters will you sell My mother is my father
But no one is alone

She said

My lover is your mother
I wish I should drink more milk
He lies when I'm here in my bedroom
I like him better than
I never helped you riddle
I never take a bath
He always puts the chocolate
On my pillow before I go to bed