| Well once I was peruaded to open up my head
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| I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead
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| I said would you believe me if you only knew
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| I’d been stealing everything this conversations through
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| And the boy cried hang him at three
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| I saw him on the front page laughing at me He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
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| He’s a liar he’s a liar and a good one at that
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| Say what you want to say what you will
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| Write your number on my telephone bill
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| Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
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| I could be your beggar but i’d rather be just as cruel
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| So I told them all I could about what could they expect
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| But I lost my sense of smell and I gained myself respect
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| They told me I was curious I told them they were slow
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| They asked me were I get this stuff I told them I don’t know
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| And the boy cried whoopy de dee
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| There’s a woman with a mustache who won’t let me be Though she was born on a monday
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| She’s a hundred and four
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| She’s a liar she’s a liar and a little bit more
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| Say what you want to say what you will
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| Write your number on my telephone bill
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| Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
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| I could be your beggar but i’d rather be just as cruel
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| And the boy cried hang him at three
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| I saw him on the front page laughing at me He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
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| He’s a liar he’s a liar and a good one at that
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| Say what you want to say what you will
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| Write your number on my telephone bill
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| Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
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| I could be your beggar but i’d rather be just as cruel |