Pony the Pra Songtext
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Pony the Pra Songtext
I had a scrap with a sailor one night .
We were both drunk.
I said " Just because you′re a sailor, you think you're a man, if you′re going to report me, go ahead you little dick..."
And I fell off the stool.
And I fell off the stool.
I was fulla whisky, single cask.
He went to the captain: " You better throw this guy out; he must be some kind of a phoney".
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
I had a scrap with a whore one night.
We were both stoned.
I said " Just because you're a whore, you think you're cute, if you′re going to report me, go ahead you funny prick."
And I fell off the stool.
And I fell off the stool.
I was fulla pot.
She went to the holy pimp. " You better check this guy out; he must be some kind of a phoney".
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
I had a scrap with a doctor one night.
We were both drunk.
I said " Just because you′re a doctor, you think you're smart, if you′re going to report me, go ahead you prick".
And I fell off the stool.
And I fell off the stool.
I was fulla goofballs.
E went to the other doctor: " You better look this guy up; he must be some kind of a phoney".
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
We were both drunk.
I said " Just because you′re a sailor, you think you're a man, if you′re going to report me, go ahead you little dick..."
And I fell off the stool.
And I fell off the stool.
I was fulla whisky, single cask.
He went to the captain: " You better throw this guy out; he must be some kind of a phoney".
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
I had a scrap with a whore one night.
We were both stoned.
I said " Just because you're a whore, you think you're cute, if you′re going to report me, go ahead you funny prick."
And I fell off the stool.
And I fell off the stool.
I was fulla pot.
She went to the holy pimp. " You better check this guy out; he must be some kind of a phoney".
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
I had a scrap with a doctor one night.
We were both drunk.
I said " Just because you′re a doctor, you think you're smart, if you′re going to report me, go ahead you prick".
And I fell off the stool.
And I fell off the stool.
I was fulla goofballs.
E went to the other doctor: " You better look this guy up; he must be some kind of a phoney".
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Pony, the pony, the pony, the pony the pra.
Writer(s): Eric Digaire, Tristan Nihouarn, Cedric Floc'h, Benoit Fournier, Jack Kerouac Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com