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And into the sea
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Goes pretty England and me
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Round the Bay of Biscay
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And back for tea
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Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank
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Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
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Sail on by with the tide
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And go to sleep
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And the radio says
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This is a low
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But it won't hurt you
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When you're alone
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It will be there with you
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Finding ways to stay solo
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On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty
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There's a low in the high forties
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And Saturdays locked away on the pier
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Not fast enough, dear
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And on the Malin Head
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Blackpool looks blue and red
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And the Queen
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She's gone round the bend
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Jumped off Land's End
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This Is A Low
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