Buenas Tardes Amigo - Live In Toronto Canada (feat. The Shit Creek Boys) Ween
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Gonna chill for a second
Like a good friend of mine said
"Take me home and feed me sweat"
Alright, so on that note
Nah, actually, hold on
Like my mama used to say
"Fuck you"
Haha
Not you, of course
Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend, yes
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
You killed my brother last winter
You shot him three times in the back
In the night I still hear mama weeping
Oh mama, still dresses in black
I looked at every fiesta
For you I wanted to greet
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
With poison interlaced with thе meat
You, you look like my brother
Mama lovеd him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
Mama always said he was blessed
Like a good friend of mine said
"Take me home and feed me sweat"
Alright, so on that note
Nah, actually, hold on
Like my mama used to say
"Fuck you"
Haha
Not you, of course
Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend, yes
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
You killed my brother last winter
You shot him three times in the back
In the night I still hear mama weeping
Oh mama, still dresses in black
I looked at every fiesta
For you I wanted to greet
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
With poison interlaced with thе meat
You, you look like my brother
Mama lovеd him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
Mama always said he was blessed
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