| This is an extension of George; |
| Mexico
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| And I tell you this
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| I tell you this
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| It is Aqua Rosa
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| Aqua Rosa
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| Aqua Rosa
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| The holy broke
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| And that hanging thirties ex-pat
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| Is owned on Quality Street
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| There goes old Ginio
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| There goes that Yorkie
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| There goes old Archibald Yeats
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| Mexico
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| X is the third consonant
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| They love their government in Mexico
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| Where are all Britain’s lowest prices?
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| Trimidine is kicking in
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| And barbiturates are kicking in
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| I said where are Britain’s lowest prices?
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| I dont make rice with screwdrivers
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| Or fry chicken with a trowel
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| Where’s the bus depot?
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| Hand me a wrench or such a object
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| In this marvelous empire
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| It is winner of Britain’s lowest Empire
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| And the lowest prices is Mexico
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| Clicky shoulders make me wince
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| A twelve-year old doctor
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| A fresh faced physician
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| Gives a note based on lies
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| So I don’t have to stand at a door
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| Staring at old people and mothers
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| Extra-mentally drawn
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| Double placard drawn
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| I know it was my Aqua Rosa
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| I know it was my Aqua Rosa
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| I know it was my Aqua Rosa
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| I know it was my Aqua Rosa
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| I know it was
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| Surely again, look
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| In Mexico
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| For an obtuse Yeats
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| And a burnt lip
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| Just want a yellow limo
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| I know
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| Maggie would have
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| Too strong government to know
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| Got me in the taxi, man
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| Always want to mute the infant here
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| He isn’t here
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| He promised me
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| I don’t make chicken with rice screwdrivers
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| I don’t blind people with a trowel
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| With some Bistro
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| Hand me a wrench
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| On a sloppy seat
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| And a vegetable on it |