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Some people call me the gnome cowboy
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby
Don't worry
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here in Emon
Cause I'm a trickster
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I sure don't want to hurt no one
I'm a hitter
I'm a winner
I'm a bedroom shitter
I play my music on my shawm
You're the cutest gnome
That I ever did see
I swear I'm just looking at your symbol
Of your deity
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time