Wckr Spgt - The Finding Of The Foot lyrics

rate me

Here it is

The thugs must have dropped it

How lucky for us

We would have stopped at nothing

To get the box with your foot in it

But luckily we stopped here first

At the Twilight Cafe

Where it's always twilight

And the coffee's served hot

Day and night

Night and day

At the (Twilight)

At the (Twilight)

Twi-light Calf-ay-e-a.