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The Junkman

joe malone joe malone he won't leave you all alone dial 2826741 on your phone and he'll come throw you a bone never fails to set the tone that your hearing on your own a gospel song like johnny cash a legend lost a foot in a crash but still he always finds a stash of junk you threw out in the trash so maybe if u need a hand ask him and he'll understand az he's junking cross the land nothing ever set to plan so if you have a dirty pile he come help you with a smile as he walks hiz endless mile 2826741 come on dial the junkman that you all adore working hard from shore to shore he feed ya too at hiz front door and keep you coming back for more

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