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I'm wandering round and round nowhere to go |
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I'm lonely in London London is lovely so |
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I cross the streets without fear |
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Everybody keeps the way clear |
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I know, I know no one here to say hello |
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I know they keep the way clear |
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I am lonely in London without fear |
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I'm wandering round and round here nowhere to go |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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Oh Sunday, Monday, Autumm pass by me |
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And people hurry on so peacefully |
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A group approaches a policeman |
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He seems so pleased to pleace them |
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It's glad to live at least and I agree |
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He seems so pleased at least |
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And it's so good to live in peace and |
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Sunday, Monday, years and I agree |
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I agree |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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I choose no face to look at |
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Choose no way |
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I just happen to be here |
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And it's ok |
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Green grass, blue eyes, gray sky, God bless |
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Silent pain and happiness |
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I came around to say yes, and I say |
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Green grass, blue eyes, gray sky, God bless |
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Silent pain and happiness |
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I came around to say yes, and I say |
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But my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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But my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky... |
