The Fishmonger’s Daugther
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Letra de The Fishmonger’s Daugther

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Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger Come quell your daughter's hunger To pull on my horn As it rises in the morn For 'its naught, but bad luck To fuck with a puck Lest your grandkid be born A hairy young faun Bleating and braying all day, hey ho The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba For 'its naught, but bad luck To fuck with a puck Lest your grandkid be born A hairy young faun Bleating and braying all day, hey ho The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger Come quell your daughter's hunger To pull on my horn As it rises in the morn For 'its naught, but bad luck To fuck with a puck Lest your grandkid be born A hairy young faun Bleating and braying all day, hey ho The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger Come quell your daughter's hunger To pull on my horn As it rises in the morn For 'its naught, but bad luck To fuck with a puck Lest your grandkid be born A hairy young faun Bleating and braying all day, hey ho The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba For 'its naught, but bad luck To fuck with a puck Lest your grandkid be born A hairy young faun Bleating and braying all day, hey ho The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger Come quell your daughter's hunger To pull on my horn As it rises in the morn For 'its naught, but bad luck To fuck with a puck Lest your grandkid be born A hairy young faun Bleating and braying all day, hey ho The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger Come quell your daughter's hunger

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