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On the night that Willie died He called me to his side And he gave me his dirty underwear.
They were baggy at the knees And they smelled like liver cheese Oh the dirty underwear that Willie wore.
Oh I threw them in the sky And the birds refused to fly Oh the dirty underwear that Willie wore.
Oh I threw them in the well And the rats they ran like....heck Oh the dirty underwear that Willie wore.
Now Willie's dead and gone But his underwear live on And they're hangin' on the line for all to see.
Now remember and remember well For you can't avoid the smell Of the underwear that's Willie's memory.
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