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Oh what a high ceiling And look how the paint’s peeling I’ve got a wonderful feeling That you’ll have to dig deep and pay. Oh and the clothes want mending Then its off to the washer I’m sending And by the way thanks for lending The money for me to do it today. While you’re at it I will take a seat While the nice lady buffs up my feet. Then after my treat, I will eat Chocolates upon a milky tray.
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 2:49 AM UTC
Oh What A Wonderful Feeling
Oh what a high ceiling And look how the paint’s peeling I’ve got a wonderful feeling That you’ll have to dig deep and pay. Oh and the clothes want mending Then its off to the washer I’m sending And by the way thanks for lending The money for me to do it today. While you’re at it I will take a seat While the nice lady buffs up my feet. Then after my treat, I will eat Chocolates upon a milky tray.
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 2:49 AM UTC
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