thinking fellers union local 282 - mr tuna's big old place lyrics
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let me watch you mr. tuna
while you are shooting a baby
while you are shooting a baby
a wreath as big as an ox cart
wouldn’t suffice because you’re too grand
because you are too steady—
a “can-do” guy
while you’re up there with your h0r-hound candy
and your walking stick
i’m below with a lute tied to my chicken
i have no one to confide in but myself
when it comes to you and me, my dear
no one knows that you’re really a girl
no one can imagine it
so i guess you’ll have to keep on wearing pants
even though you really shred in a skirt
i can’t tell my mom
i can’t tell my boyfriend
that mr. tuna’s been a girl all her life
and i want to go out with her
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