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Muster, Muster, Muster (50s)
(Music, Music, Music)
I sit down and light a smoke
Someone cracks a funny joke
Then, by gosh, I almost croak
It's muster, muster, muster.
If you're busy, she don't care
Even if you're in the bare
Just as long as you are there
For muster,muster,muster.
All day, it goes on all day
The only time you're safe is in your dreams
And then she tiptoes in and screams!
Must we live in misery?
Here at (Hunter, Great Lakes, Bainbridge) NTC
With her yelling constantly "Oh, Muster, muster, muster."
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