You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille I should stone you, but the best rocks are all way down the hill I've had some bad times Lived thru some sad times But this time your hurt'in won't heal
... cuz I'm going to find you and chop your head off in the center of town with a machete.
we fired on gaza and hamas kept a comin' there weren't as quite as many as there once used to be
we fired once more and they began to runnin' on down the gaza strip to the mediterranian sea
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Anbar woman Salahuddin man We get together any time we can Euphrates river can't keep us apart There's too much love in this Salahuddin heart too much love in this Anbar heart
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You're the reason our kids are infidels - Conway Twitty and Loretta Lynn
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Well you get out the prayer mat get out the koran kick off your shoes and you throw em on the floor pray in the kitchen till the morning light Kandahar saturday night
We got sinners; we got losers Jew killers and bruisers An' we hate puppies; we got strikers An' we rape, random hitchikers And the girls next door blow up in cars! Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, Allah Akbar!
Well you get down the qanun and you get down the cumbus Kick off your shoes and you throw them at POTUS Dance in the desert 'till the morning light Al Diwaniyah Saturday Night
Out in the West Desert town of Mosul I fell in love with an Iraqi girl. Night-time would find me in Habib's cantina; Music would play and Sabeen would whirl.