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I'm wandering round and round, nowhere to go |
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I'm lonely in London, London is lovely so |
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I cross the streets without fear |
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Everybody keeps the way clear |
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I know, I know no one here to say hello |
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I know they keep the way clear |
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And I am lonely in London without fear |
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I'm wondering round and round here nowhere to go |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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On Sunday, Monday, autumn pass by me |
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And people hurry on so peacefully |
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A group approaches a policeman |
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He seems so pleased to please them |
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It's good at least to live and I agree |
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He seems so pleased at least |
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And it's so good to live in peace and |
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Sunday, Monday years and I agree |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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I don't know what I left so far away |
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I don't think, I don't ask and I don't pray |
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I do not want to make a mess |
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And I know about nothing that possess |
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I came around to say yes, and I say |
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I do not want to make a mess |
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And I know about nothing that possess |
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I came around to say yes, and I say |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
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While my eyes |
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Go looking for flying saucers in the sky |
