| I pulled my kerchief out of my pocket
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| Wiped my nose and said hello
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| I bought a tambourine at the millennium dome
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| It jangled 2000 times in a row
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| I caught a cold when I was way down south
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| Standing out in the heat
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| Now my eyes are all itchy
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| And I can’t tell which way to walk down the street
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| I’m stumbling through the crosswalk
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| And I’m humming in the din
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| And when I get to the other side
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| I’m gonna jangle my tambourine again
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| I fished my microphone out of Regent’s Canal
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| Heading from Little Venice to Greenwich
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| Dirty boy said let’s make in love in the water
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| I said, No thanks, pal
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| Went on dictating in my mic
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| I got no time for a dip cause I’m heading for my ship
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| I’m going down to the tunnel
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| Down to the leaky leaky tunnel |