Albert Flasher
Burton Cummings
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I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel
Diesel fixed me, what a weasel
And baby was a workshop owner
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'
Well, that was the day we ran into Albert Flasher
It was a cold, snowy, rainy afternoon
And we were sittin' there in high school, my school
And Michael was a moonbeam maker
Michael was a moonbeam maker
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel
Diesel fixed me, what a weasel, oh no
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'
Well, that was the day we ran into Albert Flasher, ah!
I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
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