It's Friday night, what shall we do?Jacinta's havin a spree
We'll twist, dance and boogie, yahoo!
at green lady's corrobboree
Passed out the next morningThe place is a wreck
Hilda's lost tamborine
There it is! What the heck?
Later on at the sci-laba victim on a cart
Jacinta disects him
There no blood in his heart
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