| That’s Oh! |
| come now boys don’t give me that
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| I’ve had it all before
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| If not inside my overcoat hanging outside my door
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| A silver plaque in prussian blue
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| Bears these few words upon
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| Don’t ever say that that’s okay
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| Cos that’s where I come from
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| Now if you don’t and I know you won’t
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| Understand what that means
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| The answers obviously to look
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| In Midsummer night’s dreams
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| Where if he will permit you to
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| You’ll see how it begun
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| But please don’t say that that’s okay
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| Cos that’s where I come from
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| And. |
| if you ask me why we multiply
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| I’ll tell you when divided
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| Two from two leaves
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| But please don’t say that that’s okay
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| Cos that’s where I come from
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| And if some day she should want to stay
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| On our mum’s kitchen floor
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| Providing he’s not under age
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| I see no reason for
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| Me to go out without a doubt, as he’ll be moving on
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| Never to say that that’s okay
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| Cos that’s where I come from
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| That’s where I come
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| That’s where I come
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| That’s where I come
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| And the needle isn’t stuck |