| Mrs. Brown you’ve got a lovely daughter
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| Girls as sharp as her are somethin' rare
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| But it’s sad, she doesn’t love me now
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| She’s made it clear enough, it ain’t no good to pine
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| She wants to return those things I bought her
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| Tell her she can keep them just the same
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| Things have changed, she doesn’t love me now
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| She’s made it clear enough it ain’t no good to pine
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| Walkin' about, even in a crowd
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| Well, you’ll pick her out, makes a bloke feel so proud
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| If she finds that I’ve been round to see you
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| Tell her that I’m well and feelin' fine
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| Don’t let on, don’t say she’s broke my heart
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| I’d go down on my knees but it’s no good to pine
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| Walkin' about, even in a crowd
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| Well, you’ll pick her out, makes a bloke feel so proud
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| If she finds that I’ve been round to see you
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| Tell her that I’m well and feelin' fine
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| Don’t let on, don’t say she’s broke my heart
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| I’d go down on my knees but it’s no good to pine
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| Mrs. Brown you’ve got a lovely daughter
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| Mrs. Brown you’ve got a lovely daughter
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| Mrs. Brown you’ve got a lovely daughter
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| Mrs. Brown you’ve got a lovely daughter |