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A man came to drill holes in the afternoon |
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And by the evening |
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Most of the afternoon had gone |
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I seem to have slept through the morning |
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But in the afternoon |
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A morning is yet to come |
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A girl came to help out in the kitchen |
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And by the evening |
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We found we were all washed up |
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We ate on the lawn |
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With the insects |
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We burned incense |
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Most of the band turned up |
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It was just one of those days |
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When the mind strays |
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One of those days |
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When everyone plays |
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One of those days |
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When everyone stays |
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And all of the dreaming goes on |
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A woman arrived in a panic |
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With a picnic |
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Better to give than receive |
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A man came to pick holes in the logic |
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He wore plastic |
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And shoes you would hardly believe |
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The evening arrived |
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Slightly early like a pygmy |
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Chewing the wrong kind of leaves |
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We ordered extra tea |
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Listened to XTC |
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Under a shady tree |
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Went back to bed at three |
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It was cool |
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As can be |
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(two sugars for me..) |
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It was just one of those days |
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When the mind strays |
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When everyone plays |
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One of those days |
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When everyone stays |
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And all of the dreaming goes on |
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One of THOSE days. |