| If you ever go to school
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| Then you’ll know that it’s a fool
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| Who believes a teachers pet
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| Is a pupil like yourself
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| For if I remember well
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| My old teachers was a belt
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| Which he kept around his shoulder blade
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| There for the mistakes we made
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| Have you ever been to sea
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| And been told reluctantly
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| That if you have one more drink
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| We’re all liable to sink
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| If you have all I can say
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| Is have a happy holiday
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| And don’t come back without a tan
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| Especially from a far off land
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| Funny old world this
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| Or haven’t you noticed
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| Everything’s glued on
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| Nothing is screwed on
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| One day we will come unstuck
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| But until then we’re in luck
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| If you ever feel the need
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| To go out and plant a seed
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| Then by all means go ahead
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| I won’t stop you but instead
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| I will tell you where to go
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| And the seeds that you can grow
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| And by way of payment back I think
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| You could buy us all a drink
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| Funny old world this
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| Or haven’t you noticed
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| Nothing is certain
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| Gone for a burton
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| Something must be done they say
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| But for the moment it can wait |