Everybody knows what I did with my harmonica
Tiny cubes of crap coming out from my harmonica
Cause each time I meet someone
He swears on his life to tell no one
(Tell me more, you can tell me anything)
I didn't want to put it inside
I was just waiting for a sound
But it was caught in a trap
Say no more
Say no more 'cause
Everybody knows what I did with my harmonica
But I'd better keep it all for myself
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