I'm feeling drunk but I haven't drank
I'm feeling sunk but I haven't sank
I'm feeling cross like an old crank
I'm feeling bad, pretty sure I stank

The feelings gone what can I say
I'm feeling stronger every day 
I'm thinking clear and I've you to thank
But then it disappears I'm back on the stank

It may sound conflicting
as if I'm contradicting
I'm pretty sure looser restrictions
are fueling our addictions

Feeling used like an old dishrag
Feeling bruised like a punching bag
Being abused and abusing rank
Feel so confused, can't  believe this stank

The feelings passed, passed right away
Home at last I'm here to stay
Tied to the mast or walking the plank?
I'm at a loss for words so I think I'll wank

The Stank

Asteroid impact

Skyfall

Soft Jazz

Joyous Season

cambrileros-song2.mp3

Pra Recordar

Sol do Meu Verão

11.WAKAYA ISLAND(1).mp3

Lost & Found

Swaying Towers

EN VIVO DESDE SAN PEDRO BALANCAN TABASCO

EL MUCHACHO GUAPO (En Vivo)

Trà Sữa Không Đường, Tình Không Lời

😋🥂🍗🥐🍛🍤🥧🍽🍁🍂Happy Thanksgiving 2025 ALL--Whether you celebrate or not...We're still breathing air, so that's something to be thankful for! ;) 
🥳THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING HERE... Best wishes for a wonderful day! 
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TITLE: LEFTOVER LOVE
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LYRICS:

(Verse 1)
Turkey’s calling from the fridge again
Mashed potatoes whisper
“We’re your friends”
Gravy’s got a plan
It’s thick and sly
But that cranberry sauce just rolls its eyes

(Chorus)
Leftover love
Pile it high
Stuffing dreams in a turkey pie
Mix it up
Heat it through
Every bite’s a memory of you

(Verse 2)
Green bean casserole’s wearing thin
Yams are sulking in their orange skin
Rolls are stale but they still shine
With butter on top
They’re doing fine

(Pre-chorus)
You can bake it
Fry it
Layer it tall
Thanksgiving’s a gift that feeds us all

(Chorus)
Leftover love
Pile it high
Stuffing dreams in a turkey pie
Mix it up
Heat it through
Every bite’s a memory of you

(Bridge)
Wrap it in foil
Toss it in bowls
Label it wrong
Who needs control
Sandwich towers
Soups that sing
Leftovers are the kings and queens
(Outro)
Just adjust your beltline for tomorrow! He, he, he!

Tucking A Load

Leftover Love

The Stank

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