I can see the kitchen light
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From the road where I park my bike
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But it's dark there as it often is these days
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And the gloomy living room
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Really needs a dust and a broom
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But I can't brush your memory away
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Her father was an admiral
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In someone else's navy
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And she had seen the World before I met her
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She would wash and cook and clean
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And all the other things between
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And like a fool I just sat there and let her
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CHORUS:
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Now I can feed and wash and dress myself
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And I can sleep without the light on
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Honey, I'm a big boy now
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I don't know what she does With all the money that I sent her
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She's running round the town with the Young Pretender
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I haven't touched the garden
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Since the day she walked away
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From a love affair that bore only bitter fruit
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She took everything she wanted
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Which is why she left me here
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With these pots and pans and my old wedding suit
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A letter came one morning
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That she would not let me see
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And from that day I began to realise
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That she would one day break
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The home we tried to make
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For sinners cannot live in paradise
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Honey I'm A Big Boy Now
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| Billy Bragg |
