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"Strangers In My Soup Lyrics"
No Place To Hide Lyrics
Police Sirens a cry in the night Hard to believe that they are here again They only say what I already know, that they cannot stop this fight I go to dream, but
Police Sirens a cry in the night Hard to believe that they are here again They only say what I already know, that they cannot stop this fight I go to dream, but
STRANGERS IN MY SOUP
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Strangers in my soup, that's what I found there
Little tiny things that swim around there
Looking down I see them looking up at me.
Strange things can be seen, they're scattered sparsely,
Small things that are green, but are not parsley
In my soup they've made their l
Better Than Life Lyrics
Better Than Life Words and Music by Marty Sampson Better than the riches of this world Better than the sound of my friend's voices Better than the biggest
ittle aquacade.Better Than Life Words and Music by Marty Sampson Better than the riches of this world Better than the sound of my friend's voices Better than the biggest
Soup was meant to be
Completely free of things, extraneous debris,
Except for now and then, a noodle or some rice,
But these things are not nice,
See them swimming, thrashing thriving,
Holy Smokes, they're scuba diving
(Oh my god)
In my bouillabaisse I looked and then I
Saw a tiny face with two antennae
Just like clockworkit hits me every morning I bow my face in disgrace Covers up I try to reason with you And I'm holdin on, yeah I'm holding on
I let out a whoop
I hollered, "Waiter, there are strangers in my soup"
And when he came I said "Now I'm a connoisseur,
I ordered soupe de jour,"
And he said, "Look I'm just a waiter,
You need an exterminator.
So you're a connoisseur, I knew you dug soup
I brought yo
Loving The Small Time Lyrics
Save our lives Can't revive Your magic place is nearing hell Set it straight Can't relate I hope your friends treat you well Al
u soupe de jour--today it's bug soupSave our lives Can't revive Your magic place is nearing hell Set it straight Can't relate I hope your friends treat you well Al
That explains the group of strangers in your soup.
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Words by Allen Sherman, courtesy of Don Galibreath. 1985
To the tune of "Strangers in the Night"
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