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Carl Smith Don T Just Stand There

When you feel like you're in love don't just stand there When you see that moon above don't just stand there You gotta laugh and dance and sing you gotta

, I don't know what the bartender . . . he just left it there, I don't know what's going on . . . Don: My name is Biff Debris. Phyllis: Oh, hi! Sheba

It's gettin' late Don't know how much more I can stand It's gettin' late Don't know how much more I can stand Girl I need your lovin' I'm so tired

t marchin' we ain't talkin' We keepin' an eye on the target So as soon as the shit get started We gone poppop papop that riot Pumpin that Violence-ee (Violence) POPO don't

I don't know what the bartender . . . he just left it there, I don't know what's going on . . . Don: My name is Biff Debris. Phyllis: Oh, hi! Sheba Flieschman