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Gary Golf stops all the clocks
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With night nurse slippers and socks
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He tries to keep his thoughts clean
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By washing with Listerine
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A little peck on the cheek
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In dazzed pyjamas and sheets
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Keep the light on I'm not tired
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I want to read my Dick Francis
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Dirty fraulines and nasty nazis
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La la la la, la la la la, there are no monsters in me
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La la la la, la la la la, there are no monsters in me
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Car alarms letting off steam
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Gary hears them in his dreams
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Panic outside is seeping in
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Just easy listening to him
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Turns in his sleep and smiles to himself
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There are no monsters in me
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Cause Gary's out on the green
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No growing pains for him
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Cause Gary Golf ball eyes is not in
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No Monsters In Me
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