| The songs that says that life’s too long
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| And the moon is always blue, just because
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| I wish you’d sing me those other songs again
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| The songs that say life’s worth the worry and the pain
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| The sun smiles through the rain, just because
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| Just because she’s the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world
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| She’s my moral guide, oh she does nothing at all
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| Smokes all of my bones and stares at the wall
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| Maybe she’ll pace the room, howl at the moon
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| But still she’s the sweetest girl
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| And he’s the sweetest boy in the world
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| And me, I’m just a dilly boy
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| A fresh flower pressed Piccadilly boy
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| Hands on hips, pout on lips
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| Meat, rag-tag like a dilly boy
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| She’s the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world
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| In China Town, they all la la la la la etc
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| Me, I’m just a dilly boy
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| A fresh flower pressed Piccadilly boy
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| Hands on hips, pout on lips
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| Meat, rag-tag like a dilly boy
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| She’s the sweetest girl, the sweetest girl in the world |