| Well there’s a man I know
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| At least I used to years ago
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| I didn’t really mind
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| He used to come 'round all the time
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| Of course he had to be fed
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| I had to give him a bed
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| He used to kip on my sofa
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| They used to call him a loafer
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| I’ve heard he’s changed a lot since then
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| But some of his ways he just can’t mend
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| Told the other day
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| That he’d offered to pay
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| He didn’t like his dad
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| He earned all he ever had
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| He didn’t have no shame
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| He was a master at his game
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| He never showed his hand
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| He was the bed and breakfast man
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| He was, he was the bed and breakfast man |