Listen to the sound clip Yankie doodle rode fast on his little pony, Fire in his hat, calling it macaroni. People gawked and stared at the sight, Yankie didn't care, everything felt just right. In the town square, he danced with flair, His pony frolicked, without a single care. Yankie doodle, a sight to behold, His hat on fire, shining like gold. from Urban #9 Song Generator:
Yankie doodle rode fast on his little pony, Fire in his hat, calling it macaroni. People gawked and stared at the sight, Yankie didn't care, everything felt just right. In the town square, he danced with flair, His pony frolicked, without a single care. Yankie doodle, a sight to behold, His hat on fire, shining like gold.
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