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First Barrel’s Free, Kids!

I once could trust my car
To the man who wore the star,
And I never worried much about emissions.
Then a tad more level-headed,
I began to buy unleaded,
For the experts said it might improve conditions.
But I still gas up my mower.
I’m not driving any slower.
I’m addicted like a junkie to the drill!
So I had to trust the sea
To the man who wears “BP.”
Hey, don’t blame me for my problem, man — I’m ill!



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