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Rany Scouse Git
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By Micky Dolenz
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She's a wonderful lady
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And she's mine all mine
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And there doesn't seem a way
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That she won't come and lose my mind.
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It's too easy humming songs
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To a girl in yellow dress
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It's been a long time since the party
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And the room is in a mess.
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The four kings of E.M.I.
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Are sitting stately on the floor
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There are birds out on the sidewalk
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And a valet at the door.
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He reminds me of a penguin
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With few and plastered hair,
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There's talcum powder on the letter
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And the birthday boy is there.
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Why don't you cut your hair?
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Why don't you live up there?
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Why don't you do what I do,
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See what I feel when I care?
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Now they've darkened all the windows
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And the seats are naugh-a-hyde.
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I've been waiting for an hour,
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I can't find a place to hide.
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The being known as Wonder Girl
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Is speaking I believe.
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It's not easy tryin' to tell her
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That I shortly have to leave.
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Why don't you be like me?
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Why don't you stop and see?
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Why don't you hate who I hate,
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Kill who I kill to be free.
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[Progressive scat vocals]
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Why don't you cut your hair?
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Why don't you live up there?
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Why don't you do what I do,
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See what I feel when I care?
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Why don't you be like me?
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Why don't you stop and see?
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Why don't you hate who I hate,
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Kill who I kill to be free.
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Rany Scouse Git
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The Monkees |