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Going around f**king Browntown town F**king around, f**king singing about Mm-hmm! Mmm! It's a pretty good town, mate Sas mate came up to me and he says "Wanna go fishing, Lez?" And I said "You know what?" "Why not?" So we popped down the jetty F**king hopped in the tinnie Started up the c**t And off we went Was about noon Was a f**king good day for it, mate Sas mate rolled a big f**king doob Of some skitz sh*t that he grew And f**king oath, c**t Can smell it from here Hasn’t even f**king lit it yet So Sas Mate lit the doobscun Took a great big draw Kind that'll make your f**king throat sore Then he pa**ed it to me (Donny: Aw, f**k, what'd you do then Lez?) (Lez: F**king tell you what I did, Donny,) I took a great big f**king toke And f**king oath, c**t, it made me choke And f**king hell, mate, I got so high Thought I was gonna die Then I said to Sas Mate "Can we go shore?" And he said "Sure, mate!" "What for?" Said "I need to hang a f**king bush poo," He said "Mate, go do what you gotta do," And I said "Mmm, f**k yeah," "F**king oath" So I’m squatting in the f**king bush Still stoned off Sas Mate's kush And I'm pumping out this great big bog F**king size of a log Mmm, hmm-hm! Mmm So Sas Mate's still fishing Catching brim There's no leaves around to wipe my a** Gotta go for a swim... C**t
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