Transcribed by Nicola
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One, two, turtles are blue,
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three, four, ???,
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five, six, ???,
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seven, eight, you got no mates!
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??? treacle and ???.
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Break a leg, boy on the moon,
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no more Tyneside's favourite son.
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One, two, turtles are blue,
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three, four, ???,
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five, six, ???,
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seven, eight, you got no mates!
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Reading books by Nabokov,
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schoolkids told you, "Bugger off!"
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So you sung about dread and fear,
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you're a legal alien, dear.
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One, two, turtles are blue,
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three, four, ???,
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five, six, ???,
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seven, eight, you got no mates!
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While you were out, saving trees,
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your accountant doubled his fees.
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Five million down the drain;
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poor old teacher's got no brain.
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One, two, turtles are blue,
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three, four, ???,
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five, six, ???,
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seven, eight, you got no mates!
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So many crimes committed to wax,
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Andy's hanging up his axe,
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??? went on to equalise.
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Sting's a bell boy in disguise.
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One, two, turtles are blue,
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three, four, ???,
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five, six, ???,
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seven, eight, you got no mates!
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You got no mates!
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You got no mates!
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You got no mates, got no mates!
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Message In A Bottle
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| Saint Etienne |
