Tono: D
Introducción:
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There?s a girl I?m told who rolls her eyes at the Gok Wan acolytes
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Underneath her bed there lies a collection of ammonites
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And she lives somewhere you wouldn?t wanna get stuck
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That can?t be found in the Domesday Book
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Cromwell?s troops never billeted there,
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Dick Turpin never had Bess shoed where
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This girl I?m told rolls her eyes at the Gok Wan acolytes.
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This spoon in my drawer a reminder of childhood
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Stayed loyal down the years in a way others never could.
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The wine has coiled its way around my understanding
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And I?m deaf to your libertarian jeers.
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They should just brick Jim Beglin up with the Gok Wan acolytes,
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Brick him up.
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She in signal red, me in drab olive,
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We made our way from Loggerheads to Hope.
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Blue skies, good underfoot, I played my sackbut.
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Somewhat unwittingly kindled the underbrush
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Through my haphazard ways I?d set the woods ablaze
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But I?d had the best of days along the trail.
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And I feel retiring her would constitute a crime
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And I know Chesil Beach is far away in time
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And now I?ve found these androids empathise
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Understand and realise, so it?s really no surprise
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I?ve got one that rolls its eyes????. at the Gok Wan acolytes.