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You've got a Queal in me,

You've got a Queal in me,

When ya chillin', and ya Charles,

And ya miles and ya miles from burnin' in,

You just remember what ya ole Gruth said,

Boy you've got a Queal in me,

Yeah you've got a Queal in me.

You've got a Queal in me,

You've got a Queal in me,

You got an eight,

And I got 2!

There ain’t a rail that will ever leave from you,

But don’t you worry there is quantra tool,

And you've- got a Queal in me,

You've got a Queal- in me!

Some of these folks might have a singular cell and,

Maybe dunce mode too, maybe!

But none of them, will ever Queal like the way I do,

It’s corny too boy!

And as the years go by,

We’ll stop being dead- inside,

You gonna see it’s the 'sanedy,

You've got a Queal in me,

You've got a Queal in me,

You've got a Queal- in me! Oof!