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Ochs Phil

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Oh, i'm just a typical american boy from a typical american town
I believe in god and senator dodd and a-keepin' old castro down
And when it came my time to serve i knew "better dead than red"
But when i got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what i said:

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Sarge, i'm only eighteen, i got a ruptured spleen
And i always carry a purse
I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt
Besides, i ain't no fool, i'm a-goin' to school
And i'm working in a dee-fense plant

I've got a dislocated disc and a wracked up back
I'm allergic to flowers and bugs
And when the bombshell hits, i get epileptic fits
And i'm addicted to a thousand drugs
I got the weakness woes, i can't touch my toes
I can hardly reach my knees
And if the enemy came close to me
I'd probably start to sneeze

I'm only eighteen, i got a ruptured spleen
And i always carry a purse
I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt
Besides, i ain't no fool, i'm a-goin' to school
And i'm working in a dee-fense plant

Ooh, i hate chou en lai, and i hope he dies,
Onething you gotta see
That someone's gotta go over there
And that someone isn't me
So i wish you well, sarge, give 'em hell!
Kill me a thousand or so
And if you ever get a war without blood and gore
I'll be the first to go

Yes, i'm only eighteen, i got a ruptured spleen
And i always carry a purse
I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt
Besides, i ain't no fool, i'm a-goin' to school
And i'm working in a dee-fense plant

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