| A butterfly in the sitting room
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| Sudden sneezing overhead
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| Dragonflies skim the swimming pool
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| The dog is barking to be fed
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| And it won’t be long
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| 'til we get the news
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| Though I’ll soon be gone
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| I’ll be the sucker who’s
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| Always had the most to lose
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| When we get this news
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| Pheasants scatter, rabbits flee
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| A car departing in the rain
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| On the flight path a 747
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| Round the bend a rocky lane
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| And it won’t be long
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| 'til we get the news
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| Though I could be wrong
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| I bet I’m the one who’s left
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| With the tears and the telephoned threat
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| Who’ll always be the most in debt
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| When we get the news
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| Baby, baby, did I ever tell you
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| That I worked out where I went wrong? |