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he was a boy - he was a fine childHe had the leather bootsand the riding cropin JerusalemOh SammyMy hap flap slappy clam ma'amWe've comeTo take you homeBut Sammy where are youSammy where are youThey said - said you're a star whorecognized to the other sideOh Sammy could you be my brideWhats that?What's to be with you?Have to kissThose who would kill youHave to try for the other sideOh... can you live my life?Sammy where are youWhere were you going to?What were you going throughSatanic Black Jewcoo coo cahchooWaffle bucket brigadeconsorting with the queen of the deadBilly BoyTimmy ToyJimmy JoyJoeoh sammyMy slap hap pappy Ma'amwe've come to take you homeKneeling at the altarRolling like a logDrinking with the Rat PackBarking like a dogWe've come to admire youNot even Frank could fire youOh Samwe've come to take you homeWith your shining teeth of goldAnd your soul you said you soldWe've come to take you thereWith your shining teeth of goldAnd your soul they said you soldyou said you sold you said they soldfor rock and rollwhoa yeahWith your shining teeth of goldAnd your soul you said you soldinto my little pocketWe put it all awaysave you up for another dayI've come to buff your slabI know it makes you madTiny little mice nibbling on your gonadsTiny belly button is an inny and an outtyAnd a shouty shout at home