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Suctioning
the bronchial tree
Love to see that yellow glop
Striking gold makes me so happy
That I never want to stop
Suctioning the bronchial tree
It’s a respiratory thing
Hit the right spot I guarantee
That you’ll feel just like a king
You may
think that I am mental
But let me be clear
Nothing can make me more jolly
Than a gob of goo by golly
Suctioning the bronchial tree
Love to do it every day
To tell the truth I honestly
Would have it no other way |