Give me back my gloves
because I need them
Because it will be cold without
Insert nonsense rhyme here
Oh Gloves, I miss you so
I am almost getting my mental health questioned
Atleast I have got my muscles made in plywood
And a tubesock in finest barbed wire
I am raped
You are raped
We can rape together
Like a clown in the sun
I spread my wings and dig a hole
because the time has come
to infiltrate the superbowl
face it, place it, and freebase it
karate, kungfu, i kick you
karaaaate is the total solution
lets all bow to the total solution
also known as Boba
karate the solution!
I wrote this song in 1976 when I was staying at a hotel named "Jamba Rest".
It became a huge hit, and I have performed it live ever since.
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