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- I Craven A Lamp
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I Craven A Lamp
Mr. Walker, Craven
Had been slavin’
Mixing up his goo
Mineral oil, paraffin
A dab of dye or two.
Mr. Walker, Craven
Had been slavin’
Hard to get his due
Hy and Adolph came along
And helped him sell his brew.
Mr. Walker, Craven
He’s not slavin’
He sold his brew of goo
Now you know who to thank
For lava lamps, of red or of blue.
by Opi
1/15/03
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