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Road Rash
To the tune of "Yesterday" By The Beatles Such a jerk, Older brother, he was such a jerk And he borrowed that big van from work Oh Brother dear, you are a jerk Parking lot… Doing “Doughnuts” like a drunken sot And the cargo doors they were not locked I was back there, and then guess what? When , he, turned a curve, Doors unfurled, And out I went, Landed, on my butt Left a great Asphalt imprint! Brother fair, Took a while to see I wasn’t there, With the road rash in my underwear So I walked home For another pair!
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