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Planet Of Pants Miscellaneous She Could Bend a Sword in Her Hand She could bend a sword in her hand She could rule a big foreign land Her cookins always spicy not bland And then shell form a rocknroll band She could bend a sword in her hand Theres many stories I know This ones as good as gold The formidable foe She could bend a sword in her hand She could rule a big foreign land Her cookins always spicy not bland In fact her escape pod is already manned She could bend a sword in her hand She came right up to me Said "Al, ya plainly see," "Bust out a Do-Re-Mi ..." She could ben a sword in her hand She could rule a big foreign land Her cookins always spicy not bland And then shell form a rocknroll band She could bend a sword in her hand This is the very last verse Things couldnt get much worse She left us in a hearse She could ben a sword in her hand She could rule a big foreign land Her cookins always spicy not bland And then shell form a rocknroll band She could bend a sword in her hand Watch it |
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