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letra de i love my hand - deepmaniac80

tabatha: if my hand ever left my arm
got done to it any harm
that’d be too bad
i’d be so sad

ed: i see, that’d be too bad
you’d be so sad?

tabatha: that’d be too bad

ed: alrighty

tabatha: if my hand said adiós
’cause it got chopped off, that’d be so gross
and be too bad
i might get mad

ed: oh dear, that’d be too bad
you might get mad?

tabatha: that’d be too bad

ed: fascinating!

tabatha: if my hand got took to duluth
there’s be a mess, i’d pull my tooth
that’d be too bad
i’d call my dad

ed: oh my, that’d be too bad
you’d call your dad?

tabatha: that’d be too bad

ed: hold it! did you say your father? fascinating! so what your saying is, if your hand left you?

tabatha: that’d be too bad
i’d be so sad
i might get mad
i’d call my dad
that’d be too bad

ed: that’d be too bad?

tabatha: that’d be too bad

ed: why?

tabatha: because i love my hand!

butch: b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but
b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but
b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but but but

ed: oh my! this is more serious than i thought. butch, tell me what you see here

butch: um, that looks like tabatha

ed: and this?

butch: it’s tabatha!

ed: and what about this?

butch: tabatha tabatha tabatha-tha-tha
tabatha tabatha tabatha-tha-tha
tabatha tabatha tabatha-tha-tha
tabathaaaaa…
tabatha-tha-tha

ed: now tabatha, tell me about your childhood

tabatha: when i was just two years old
i forgot gloves when it was cold
my hand turned blue
what could i do?

ed: oh dear, it turned blue
what could you do?

tabatha: oh, it turned blue

ed: i see

tabatha: the day i got my first tooth
i also k!lled my great aunt ruth
she had a beard
and it felt weird

ed: oh my, she had a beard
and it felt weird?

tabatha: she had a beard

ed: oh!

tabatha: ten days after i turned eight
i got my hand stuck in a gate
and theo laughed
and i just stood there until the fire department came and broke the lock with a crowbar and i had to spend the next six weeks in hospital with the penguin’s future cleaner and we didn’t even talk to eachother until the fifth week because both of us were so sleepy and when she did start speaking she just spoke russian and i only knew like three words in russian except now i know four ’cause she taught the word for hand, “pyka”

ed: theo laughed. pyka. how do you spell that?

tabatha: i don’t know

ed: so what you’re saying is, when you were young?

tabatha: it turned blue
what could i do?
she had a beard
and it felt weird
and theo laughed
pyka!

ed: i’m confused

tabatha: i love my hand!

butch: b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but
b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but
b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but but but
b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but
b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrut

ed: uh, butch? butch! butch, that’s quite enough thank you!

- deepmaniac80

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