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Oh six, six, sixty-six I was little I didn't know shit And about seven, seven, seventy-seven, eleven years later still don't know any better By eight, eight, eighty-eight it's way too late for me to change And by nine, nine, ninety-nine I hope I'm sittin' on the back porch drinkin' red wine Singin' Ohhhhhh French Fries with Pepper! Ohhhhh French Fries with Pepper! Oh six, six, sixty-six I was little I didn't know shit And about seven, seven, seventy-seven, eleven years later still don't know any better By eight, eight, eighty-eight it's way too late for me to change And by nine, nine, ninety-nine I hope I'm sittin' on the back porch drinkin' red wine Singin' Ohhhhhh French Fries with Pepper! Ohhhhh French Fries with Pepper! Ohhhhh French Fries with Pepper! Ohhhhh French Fries with Pepper! Ohhhhh
Writer(s): Mark J. Sandman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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