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It's a good morning - drag my head up from the eider feathers |
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Put on my radio and morning robe - caesar for the day |
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It's a good morning - lay the table French cuisine, morning roll and paper |
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I'm reading today what's yesterday and heading for the back pages |
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Outside, Sunny fields and apple trees. The dragon flies and the bumble bees |
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The cherry skies and happy season Laughing birds have reason |
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cos it's A beautiful day and my eyes disbieleve what they're seeing. |
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Before I know it I'm walking the dog - past the butcher's past the store |
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Isn't it ridiculous is the theme of the day, madma De Grabo buys imported furs |
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You know and the grocer bows his pink skinny head in every town there's a man |
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In a wheelchair in every town there's an optical illusion |
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Out of my head what the hells's going on? Watching - Turning |
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the road that lies before me is the key to my day, Watching - Turning |
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I'm out on the road and no one can stop me. |
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Into The safety of my car where no one can break me - Motorway - Motorway |
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Out in the car park the bodies are mounting |
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bets are amassing, the money's being counted |
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the children are playing. The adults confiding Now |
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Crack the champagne What's the year? Sounds like 1924 down here |
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In the good old Summertime I broke my heart down here |
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in the good old major's home - Da da da da - da da da da |
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Crack the Champagne, shed a tear, feels like 1924 this year |
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in the great british Summertime. I lost my love down here, |
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in the good old major's home |
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The scottish have invaded our lands again - delving inside, |
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take a piece of turf home To show their wives, |
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Bring in the army ! |
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Not of the tartan kind Give them all a prize |
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6 to 4 is on the run, The odds are on. Stephen Cauthen jumped the gun now he's gone |
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Willy Carson - done for arson, for burning up the track, the odds are wrong |
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It's been a good day and at last - I'm on my way. To keep my heart warm. |
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I'm sure you enjoyed my day |