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river otter gambler

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just another river otter gambler
like the kind you find along the avenue
my eyes were bright, as you can imagine
and i was just a little otter too
yeah i was just a little otter too

just another river otter gambler
dreaming of my favorite stew
like the kind my otter mother always made me
and i was just a little otter too
yeah i was just a little otter too

just another river otter gambler
betting all my long shots coming through
dead or alive, what's the difference
and i was just a little otter too
yeah i was just a little otter too

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