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Moving On circa Korea When you hear the patter of tiny feet It's the Dogface army in full retreat They're moving on, they'll soon be gone They're burning gas, they're hauling ass They're moving on. Mama San moving down the track Gyrene baby strapped on her back We're moving on, we'll soon be gone If she catches Papa San He'll be moving on. She says, hey Marines, you mad at me All because I give you VD She's moving on, she'll soon be gone Her honey bucket turned over in the road She's moving on. Here come the Commies running down the pass Playing a burp gun on a Gyrene's ass He's moving on, he's moving on They're flying too high for this little old guy He's moving on. Oh, the old hound dog was feeling fine Till they dipped his butt in turpentine He's moving on, he's moving on He crashed the gate like a P-38 He's moving on And the old tomcat was feeling mean Till he caught his tail in the sewing machine He's moving on, he's moving on He missed a stitch, he hit the ditch He's moving on. The Lord above was eating beans That's how he made the U. S. Marines We're moving on, We're moving on They say we smell but we fight like hell And we're moving on.
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