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Do you like my sword, sword? Sword, my diamond sword, sword You cannot afford, 'ford 'Ford my diamond sword, sword Even if you could, could I have a patent No one else can make a sword exactly in this manner, manner Welcome to my manor, manor I ca-ca-ca-canna, canna Swing, swing, swing my sword, sword whenever I get bored, bored I can swing my sword, sword I can swing my sword, sword Once I hit the floorboards But I had it restored And it was expensive But it was a write-off Swinging is my business And by that, I mean swingin' swords Please do not ignore, do you like my sword? Ha! That was rhetorical, you know I am the oracle I know you like my sword, it's made of freakin' diamonds If you don't, you're lyin', but that would be fine Because it is awesome, and you're probably jealous! I can swing my sword, sword 'Cause I am the lord, lord Lord of diamond swords Shut up, give it (what?) Give me the sword (no, no) Give it to me (no, it's mine) (It's mine) no, no (aw) shut up (I'll see you in court) alright
Writer(s): Emanuel Francis Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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