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Down Under

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Tr	aveling in a fr	ied-out combie

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	On a hippie tra	il, head full of zom	bie

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	I met a strange la	dy, she made me ner	vous

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	She took me in	and gave me break	fast

	D	E
	And	she said,

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		"Do you come from a	land down un	der?

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		Where women glow and men plun	der?

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		Can't you hear, can't you	hear the thun	der?

		D	E
		You better run, you better take	cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels

He was six foot four and full of muscles

I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"

He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich

And he said,

"I come from a land down under

Where beer does flow and men chunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

You better run, you better take cover."

Lying in a den in Bombay

With a slack jaw, and not much to say

I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me

Because I come from the land of plenty?"

And he said

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)

Where women glow and men plunder?

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?

You better run, you better take cover."

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