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In the middle of nowhere the sun beats down
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| ah fucking hell, why when the sun comes out these flys have too aswell? | |
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| not much we can do about it, just have to learn to get along | |
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| just gotta love the sun, only one thing could make this better | |
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| well i guess i better offer you a beer because you aint biting me fucker | |
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| yes yes a beer would be wonderful, i am rather parched | |
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