Ida Applebroog

Sand in der Vaseline

I mean it

Dyspepsia works

A performance

You'll see

The end

Sure I'm sure

It isn't true

I pretend to know

Widerstand

I can't

Blue books

You what?

Look at me

But I wasn't there

Ida Applebroog

Stop crying

So?

The sweet smell of sage

Now then

Ida Applebroog

It's very simple

I feel sorry for you