| Well did you see the old man
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| Outside the seamen’s mission
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| Never is a fading with the medals that he wears
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| And did you see the old man
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| Outside the seamen’s mission
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| He’s just another hero from a land that doesn’t care
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| So how can you tell me you’re lonely
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| And don’t you say to me your sun don’t shine
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| And have you seen the old girl
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| Who walks the Streets Of London
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| She ain’t got no money and she’s all dressed in rags
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| And have you seen the old girl
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| Who walks the Streets Of London
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| She carries her old knickers in two polythene bags
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| So how can you tell me you’re lonely
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| And don’t you say to me your sun don’t shine
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| Well let me take you by the hand
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| And lead you through your Streets Of London
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| I’ll show you something you’ll never understand
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| Well let me take you by the hand
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| And drag you through your Streets Of London
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| I’ll show you sonething that’ll make you really sick
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| Well let me take you by the hand
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| And lead you through your Streets Of London
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| I’ll show you something we’ll never understand
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| Well let me take you by the hand
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| And drag you through your Streets Of London
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| I’ll show you sonething that’ll make you really sick |