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Irishtiger (Golden Rainbow)
12 Dec 2008 04:10
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They call me heat miser, whatever I touch.
Starts to melt in my clutch!
I'm too much.
"He's Mr. Heat Miser, He's Mr. Sun,
He's Mr. Green Christmas,
He's Mr hundred and one"
...
Okay Il stop now.
Starts to melt in my clutch!
I'm too much.
"He's Mr. Heat Miser, He's Mr. Sun,
He's Mr. Green Christmas,
He's Mr hundred and one"
...
Okay Il stop now.