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Şarkı Sözleri Kkkitchens, what were you thinking? Your quality units never stood a chance With a little forward planning and perspective You'd have avoided this But you're a spook, a legend An urban myth with a twist in the tail A precautionary nod to the licensing trade And children still whisper your name Daddy, don't marry, Daddy Kkkitchens, what were you thinking? If racial tension is a benchmark How much for this sink in a riot? I'll buy it with the water main You're a mock, a molar A molecular fault in a parallel world A mysterious font by the end of North Road Just across from the spar Daddy, don't marry, Daddy Kkkitchens, I know you're shutting I think you gave us everything That we could ever ask Of a little racist shop But, Kkkitchens, what were you thinking? What drugs were all your salesmen taking? I tried to run but spent the weekend shaking Daddy, don't marry, Daddy