<soolo:> I need a drink, search everywhere, But only find raw vodka there. <all:> (It) tastes so bad! <soolo:> I crush my pills, I shake all night To get my vodka tasting right. <all:> (I'm) no more sad! The fishermen they swim around, They can't find no solid ground, They're slowly starting to dilute, They make the flavor absolute. Fisu, fisu, fisu, give me fisu! I'm not drunk enough! Fisu, fisu, fisu, only fisu! It's so cool and tough! All the things I could do, If I had a little fisu, It's the student's world!Muokkaa
ABBA - Money, money, money
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