Every time
The crocodiles speak
It never brings joy
It is always a single shot
It is best they stay in the river
Live in the swampy area
Nobody will care about them
They can do all the splashes they need
While they walk on land
They should learn how to adapt and change
They shouldn't talk in swampy lingo
It is always a single shot
Every time
The crocodiles speak
The nation feels the shame
She doesn't need that shameless fame
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