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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 22:07:55 GMT
Opening:
Stick a pony in me pocket I'll fetch the suitcase from the van Cause if you want the best 'uns And you don't ask questions Then brother I'm your man
Where it all comes from Is a mystery It's like the changing of the seasons And the tides of the sea But here's the one that's driving me berserk Why do only fools and horses work La la la la - la la la la la
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Post by Mrspresh on Oct 7, 2012 22:09:56 GMT
Closing:
We've got some half priced cracked ice And miles and miles of carpet tiles TV's, deep freeze and David Bowie LP's Pool games, gold chains, wosnames And at a push Some Trevor Francis track-suites From a mush in Shepherds Bush, Bush, Bush Bush, Bush, Bush, Bush, Bush
No income tax, no VAT No money back, no guarantee Black or white, rich or broke We'll cut prices at a stroke
God bless Hooky Street Viva Hooky Street Long live Hooky Street C'est magnifique Hooky Street Magnifique Hooky Street Hooky Street
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