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It's one o'clock and time for lunch, When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. There's always been Ethel: "Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now." And then Mister Lewis: "Isn't it time that he was out on his own?" Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you! Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said: "Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!" But I remebered a voice from the past; "Gambling only plays when you're winning" - I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure. Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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