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Dear Mrs. Touma - Dag Nasty

"dear Mrs. touma I walked upstairs into the kitchen saw a piece of birthday cake and I heard my mother crying "dressed in his black raincoat , black hat lying on the yellow line...he was run down..." your"

Dear Mrs. Roosevelt - Woody Guthrie

"Dear Mrs. Roosevelt, don't hang your head and cry; His mortal clay is laid away, but his good work fills the sky; This world was lucky to see him born. He's born in a money family on that Hudson's rocky"

Please, Mrs. Henry - Bob Dylan

"Well, I've already had two beers I'm ready for the broom Please, Missus Henry, won't you Take me to my room ? I'm a good old boy But I've been sniffin' too many eggs Talkin' to too many people Drinkin'"

Please, Mrs. Henry - The Band

"Well, i've already had two beersI'm ready for the broomPlease, missus henry, won't youTake me to my room?I'm a good ol' boyBut i've been sniffin' too many eggsTalkin' to too many peopleDrinkin' too many"

Mrs Fat Booty - Mos Def

"Mos Def & Ghostface Killah - Ms. Fat Booty 2 Modern girls!! (sung) I know, I can't afford to stop for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget.. - speaking over sung vocals I say girls, girls, girls,"

Marc Live - Rush

"Woo! Ohhh.. yeah.. sink in Brand new.. Marc Live... let's go! Rush, let's work, rush Rush, yo.. rush Yo, check, check, yo Rush - jump all hot, jump off the whole top Jump off the roof 90 proof, listen Break"

Mrs Jones, Your Daughter Cried All Night - Bobby Bare

"I bought a ring and gave it to your daughter Mrs Jones She promised me that she would be my wife But after she had talked to you she gave me back my ring Mrs Jones your daughter cried all night Mrs Jones"

Future Ex-Mrs Jones - Norma Jean

"The next time you come home with lipstick fresh from that blonde Swearin' you've been at the office to twenty five past one And you've worked like a slave all night tired to your bones You'll be lyin'"

Me and Mrs. You - Michael Bublé (Michael Buble)

"I can't stand still I'm looking for something And that something is you You can be my rainbow And I'll be your pot of gold But all that really matters Are the things that we do I do hope that one day they'll"

Grow Mrs Goldfarb Grow - Sherman Allan

"Grow, Mrs. Goldfarb, fatter, fatter. Pile the potatoes on your platter. Listen to me, 'cause I'm your hubby. I just adore you plump and chubby. I got a letter from the state, Dear. You're gonna need a"

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