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Garlic Blues Lyrics

My man, he eats garlic, says it's too good for his sore throat
My man, he eats garlic, says it's too good for his sore throat
Smells just like a Dago, ordering him a brush, I'd vow

Breath as strong as Samson, tell the world it sure is loud
Breath as strong as Samson, tell the world it sure is loud
I can find my Daddy in 'most any big crowd

Went out in the forest, met a polecat in the lane
Went out in the forest, met a polecat in the lane
Grinned upon that kitten, poor old thing, it went insane

Tells me it brings good luck, not with me, in any case
Tells me it brings good luck, not with me, in any case
To me it's a disaster when he's snorin' in my face

When he goes around me, I've got a real gas mask
When he comes around me, I've got a real gas mask
If he starts to breathin', it's deadly as the German's gas

Garlic soup he loves it, mixed up with some Roquefort cheese
Garlic soup he loves it, mixed up with some Roquefort cheese
When he goes to slumber, in his dreams he has to sneeze

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