[Shape-univ] --- SPAM --- Nov, 16 deafen

[Ronny]

  He's got style, a groovy style, and a car that just won't stop.
Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye.
Rollin' down to Dallas, who's providin' my palace, off to New Orleans or who knows where.
McKay and this is my best friend Bear.
There's a voice that keeps on calling me.
But when I end up in the hay it's only hay, hey hey.
Places new and ladies, too, I'm B.J.
wishing for The Cities of Gold.
Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye.
Knight Rider, a shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist.
Round, all around the world.
Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again.
Treacle pudding, fish and chips, fizzy drinks and liquorice, flowers, rivers, sand and sea, snowflakes and the stars are free.
Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...
It's true I hire my body out for pay, hey hey.
Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again.
He's the boss, he's a pip, he's the championship.
Straight'nin' the curve, flat'nin' the hills.
Top Cat! The most effectual Top Cat! Who's intellectual close friends get to call him T.C., providing it's with dignity.
Places new and ladies, too, I'm B.J.
Just the good ol' boys, never meanin' no harm.
One for all and all for one, Muskehounds are always ready.
When the going gets tough, he's really rough, with a Hong Kong Phooey chop (Hi-Ya!).
Straight'nin' the curve, flat'nin' the hills.
Ulysses, Ulysses - Fighting evil and tyranny, with all his power, and with all of his might.
He just keeps on movin', ladies keep improvin', every day is better than the last.
Howwww! Nab him, jab him, tab him, grab him, stop that pigeon now.
Thunder, thunder, thundercats, Ho! Thundercats are on the move, Thundercats are loose.
He's the boss, he's a pip, he's the championship.
When courage is needed, you're never around.
Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye.
Knight Rider, a shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...
Straight'nin' the curve, flat'nin' the hills.
Treacle pudding, fish and chips, fizzy drinks and liquorice, flowers, rivers, sand and sea, snowflakes and the stars are free.
Birds taught me to sing, when they took me to their king, first I had to fly, in the sky so high so high, so high so high so high, so - if you want to sing this way, think of what you'd like to say, add a tune and you will see, just how easy it can be.
Do-do-do-do, Cities of Gold.
He's goin' everywhere, B.J.
This is my boss, Jonathan Hart, a self-made millionaire, he's quite a guy.
wishing for The Cities of Gold.
If you have a problem and no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe y


  
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