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1d
When Bill Bixby
Came to television
To wander the wastes
The apprehension
Was palpable
1978

I was on vacation
In Butlins holiday camp
You couldn't get in the TV room
The hype was truly ramped

And when Ferrigno
Turned up
The whole place
Lost its mind

We licked the glass
And banged on it
It was so good
To be alive.

And that's without
Talking about
Jack McGee.
Written by
Jimmy silker
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   Ben Noah Suri
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