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Inflatable Jamaican!

Inflatable Jamaican!

*We've got to have fun with our words from time to time, ??*

Bounce bounce
Bounce bounce 
Coooool runniiiiiings..!! 
I looked in the mirror and told myself what I saw
He was looking at me and said "you won't fit out the door" 
I said "it doesn't matter, as I've got my lucky egg that I bought"
The person staring back, shockingly looked so distraught 
I was laughing away to myself saying "are you looking at me?!"
He said "no because you're an inflatable Jamaican looking so happy" 
No sleep, my eyes looked baggy 
It wasn't me, honestly Shaggy 
Feeling tired, maybe some fruit and barley 
Bad hair day, I'm looking like Bob Marley 
My nose, Looks like a ski slope 
I'll still be faster than Usain Bolt! 
Bounce bounce
Bounce bounce 
"Mirror mirror on the wall, where's my Jamaican bobsleigh?"
"You're asking the wrong question, and please , refer to me as Wayne" 
Am I talking to myself?
Or is it this funny cigarette?
I went to see a tobogganist, 
Maybe I seen a tobacconist! 
Am I talking about the Big Yin
Jamaican, English or Scottish
Either way I'm blaming the gin 
Please, help me find my lucky egg
So this inflatable can get himself to bed! 

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