Placeholder: Don't think twice 'bout whatever keeps you itchin' Ice water, flyswatter, gonna get you through The day Heat is rollin' in like Hell's red rug Stinkin' like the breath of Beelzebub And if you think you won't walk on coals You will Don't think twice 'bout whatever keeps you itchin' Ice water, flyswatter, gonna get you through The day Heat is rollin' in like Hell's red rug Stinkin' like the breath of Beelzebub And if you think you won't walk on coals You will

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Don't think twice 'bout whatever keeps you itchin' Ice water, flyswatter, gonna get you through The day Heat is rollin' in like Hell's red rug Stinkin' like the breath of Beelzebub And if you think you won't walk on coals You will

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