The deer
Ders woman
People are seing aut der
That i’am a deer, and that i’am taid
Ders woman
Tell me that disis story please
Dat aim not deer, and that i’am estiltoc
When i went to puerto rico
You were full of boms
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
End that one day a gay
Sow you walking in the alis
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
When i went to new york
I had lots of lovers
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
That the corness, were full of empti the
barols
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
End don’t tell me in the corner
The deer, the deer
That mortifaismi
The deer, the deer
Don’t mock me in the corner
The deer, the deer
That look at me mortifaismi
The deer, the deer
End i open my ais,
Don’t be seli endont be clunsi
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
In truth i am a deer
Idis not that they supousit
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
End don’t tell me in the corner
The deer, the deer
That mortifaismi
The deer, the deer
Don’t mock me in the coiner
The deer, the deer
That look at me mortifaismi
The deer, the deer
In my house
Wear skirts you were pants
For home they are puld
They are rumors, they are rumors
That in truth
I am a deer and
Idis not that they supousit