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Tytuł: Ebin

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Out my window cool and bright
  Fade so slowly into night
  Funny how things look the same
  Now that my friend Ebin's changed
  
  Ebin was a cooly that I used to know
  Now he's down with the PLO
  He's cold kickin it live with the KKK
  No XXX, No JFA
  
  Cooley was sportin' black tennis shoes
  Dealing he was looking for something to use
  With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze
  Well, it could be me or it could be you
  Oh feels like my whole life is rearragned
  
  Oh Ebin you changed
  Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you...
  Oh how you changed
  Oh you changed
  Oh how you changed
  
  I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
  Got outta jail just the very next day
  It's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
  He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah
  Hooked on crack just the other day
  Now he's down with the CIA
  We got covert operation in Vietnam
  Making hits and assaination he's long gone
  He went down to protect his country
  Eat Mexican food and makes lots o' money
  Come back a God and drive a big white car
  And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
  Well it feels like I'm the only one to blame
  
  Oh Ebin you changed
  Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you...
  Oh you changed
  Oh you changed
  Oh how you changed
  
  I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
  Got outta jail just the very next day
  It's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
  He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah
  
  Out my window cool and bright
  Day so slowly into night
  Funny how things look the same
  Now that my friend Ebin's changed