Birdflesh - More Garlic

I am a slave under the clan of spicy food
My name is Mutanga and I cook all day long
I cook for my familty, I cook for my enemies
But whatever I cook
There's always one thing wrong
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My mom's moustache is bigger than my dad's
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You cannot use enough
Our country is covered with garlic clouds
Garlic gives us strength and a reason to live Achmed Abdul ride the Arabian bull
Garlic in my mouth the scent is in your nose
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All relatives live in the same house
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Eat garlic and be cool
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My mom's moustache is bigger than my dad's
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You cannot use enough