All animals we are
Round the bench, in the park
Your sisters in the dark today
Watery pinned eyes, my soul
Has gone a little cold
And maybe, maybe next year
If it isn't too dear
We'll get ourselves
Some good time girls
Remember when you pay
You'll pay in many many ways
And he's crossing the road
To get his daily sport
Oh now they're begging you
They're begging you, what will you do?
Oh lord, they're begging you
Your friend begging you
What will you do?
And have you heard the singer
Said he's a dead ringer for
A feeling that I used to know
Oh she cries
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