Turkish Tram Coductor Blues Lyrics

*Hey mister judge
The tram's a comin' down the line
The cargo ain't too much
If they can take some friends of mine
I heard they smuggle in the goods
Along the western middle line

Warm summertime
It ain't much, it's ... to buy
.... selling fine
Right over the inspection line
Discovered they were yellow
.......

**Turn over, turn over
Turn over, turn over
Turn over, turn over
I'd hate to throw you back again
Turn the volume up
Until your motors beat the cold
Hey mister judge
You have to give your dog a bone
There's a rhino in the kitchen
Send him on a train back home

(* Repeat)
(** Repeat)

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