A Cunt up in the Cherry-Tree (Explicit)
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Here They Call the Fanny Yiota (Explicit)
Here, my friend, they call the fanny, here they call the fanny Yióta,
here they call the fanny Yióta and the pecker Panayiót...
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Here They Call the Fanny Yiota (Explicit)
Here, my friend, they call the fanny, here they call the fanny Yióta,
here hey call the fanny Yióta and the pecker Panayióta...
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On the Final Days of Carnival (Explicit)
On the final, bré, bré, bré, the final days of Carnival,
on the final days of Carnival, of Shrovetide abstinence from food,
...
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On the Last Days of Carnival (Explicit)
On the last days ho, ho! on the last days of Carnival,
on the last days of Carnival the fires are truly fanned
and women ar...
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On the Last Days of Carnival (Explicit)
On the last days ho, ho! on the last days of Carnival,
on the last days of Carnival the fires are truly fanned
and women ar...
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An Old Man Was Approaching (Explicit)
An old man -yes, an old man, an old man was approaching,
an old man was approaching, his prick was hanging down–
it wasn’t ...
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I Have Grown Old, Goddam It
– I have grown old, goddammit, friends, I have grown old and cannot now,
I have grown old and cannot now sing the songs I us...
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I Have Grown Old, Goddam It
'I have grown old, goddammit, friends, I have grown old and cannot now,
I have grown old and cannot now sing the songs I use...
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It Is the Custom Every Year
It is the custom every year to mark these days and weeks
with dances for young swains and maids that mothers may rejoice.
S...
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Old Grandfather Rangavelas (Explicit)
Old grandfather1 bre, bre, bre, old grandfather Rangavélas,
old grandfather Rangavélas had an ass that limped along;
dummy ...
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Together With My Aunt Kontylo (Explicit)
Together with my aunt Kontýlo I made towards the mill one day,
biyirné-biyirné-biyi-biyi-biyirné.
I elbow her, she elbows m...
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Yannaros Expired (Explicit)
Yannaros –eh, boom-boom-boom– Yannaros expired.
Yannaros expired and willed, that son of Satan willed
they weren’t to bury ...