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Mister McCann was a practical man, |
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Curly was his only son, |
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And he loved him like no other can, |
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Bi-dum, bi-dum, bi-dum. |
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He discovered the world in a wonderful girl, |
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Though he played with more than one. |
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But he loved her like no other can. |
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Bi-dum, bi-dum, bi-dum |
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Oh Curly has she let you down and run? |
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Oh Curly where's your girly? Where's she gone? |
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Ran all over the town, |
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Till he covered the ground, |
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Every inch of Liverpool, |
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In a way I feel so bad |
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That she let he be made a fool. |
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But remember she's right, |
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As we freeze in the night, |
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When the dawn took years to come, |
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Does he love her like no other can |
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Bi-dum, bi-dum, bi-dum |
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Oh Curly has she let you down and run? |
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Oh Curly where's your girly? Where's she gone? |
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Now curse the day, |
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Yes it really shook you good. |
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Just broke away, no, |
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You didn't feel she would. |
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You didn't feel she would. |
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La-da-da, na- na- na- na- |
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Desolation tones play on |
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Though it breaks you Curly |
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Can't you see what she has gone and done? |
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He discovered the world |
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Such a wonderful girl, |
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So he played with more than one, |
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But he loved her like no other can |
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Bi-dum, bi-dum, bi-dum |
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Oh Curly has she let you down and run? |
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Oh Curly where's your girly? Where's she gone? |
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Oh Curly, where's she gone? |
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You didn't feel she would. |
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Oh Curly, where's she gone? |
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You didn't feel she would but she could. |
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La-da-da, na-na-na, na-na-na |