When I'm five
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I will wash my face me hands all by myself
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When I'm five
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I will chew and spit tabacco like my grandfather Jones
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'Cause I'm only four and five is far away
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When I'm five
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I will read the magazines in mummy's drawer
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When I'm five
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I will walk behind the soldiers in the May Day parade
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'Cause I'm only four and grown-ups walk too fast
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Yesterday was horrid day, 'cause Raymond kicked my shin
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And mummy says if I am good, she'll let me go to school in August
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Daddy shouted loud at mummy and I dropped my toast at breakfast
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And I laughed when Bonzo licked my face, because it tickled
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I wonder why my daddy cries and how I wish that I was nearly five
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When I'm five
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I will catch a butterfly and eat it and I won't be sick
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When I'm five
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I will jump in puddles, laugh in church and marry my mum
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And I'll let my daddy do the washing-up
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If I close one eye, the people on that side can't see me
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I get headaches in the morning and I rode on Freddie's tricycle
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And everywhere was funny, when I ran down to the sweetshop
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Then I fell and bleeded-up my knee and everybody soppied me
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I saw a photograph of Jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five
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I saw a photograph of Jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five
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When I'm five
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When I'm five
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When I'm oah
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When I'm Five
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| David Bowie |
