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Letra de 40 Fingers

We've got 40 dirty, little fingers And they've got 40 filthies on their mind They will say the things that make you Shiver In the summertime They will pick at your mind They've got cat's eyes Grace on the middle(Punch it out!) If you've got a problem Punch it out! Take me to the chorus, goLittle bones, little bones They want you to take us homeLittle bones, little bones They want you to feed me They want you to save meThey're dressed in black and they know where they want you They want you to bring them bones(So if you can) Punch it out! If you've got a problem Punch it out! Take me to the chorus, goLittle bones, little bones They want you to take us home (Yeah) Little bones, little bones They want you to feed me So give me what you canLa la la, la la la, la la la, la la la... La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...But that's impossible Get out of your car and be a manLa la la, la la la, la la la, la la la... La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...'Cause there's no one in charge hereLa la la, la la la, la la la, la la la... La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...But that's impossible Get out of your car and be a manLa la la, la la la, la la la, la la la... La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...But that's impossible How can you call yourself a man?La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la... La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...But that's impossible Why do you call yourself a man?La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...