I think we would better tactfully put
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An end to the evening now, a
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Little kicking
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Over the traces goes
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A long way at this age.
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And we were both bundled
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Up in nice tweeds and flannels.
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What she needed she couldn't have.
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For all I knew she was stone-deaf.
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I said "front page,"
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She heard "teenage,"
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So I tried "read"
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But she heard "sweet."
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I think we would better tactfully put
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An end to the evening now, a
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Little kicking
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Over the traces goes
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A long way at this age.
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And we were both bundled
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Up in nice tweeds and flannels.
|
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What she needed she couldn't have.
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For all I knew she was stone-deaf.
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"There's a bag of
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Sweets floating
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Around somewhere, let
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Me see, I really
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Had it with me
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When I visited
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The Grand Prix."
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One louder solex
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| Solex |
