Buster, he sold the heat with a rock-steady beat Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you, don't watch that, watch this Whoa, what? Two pots of gold And I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam Sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam Sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I am sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam "Good morning miss" "Can I help you son?" "Sixteen today and up for fun" "I'm a big boy now or so they say so if you'll serve me I'll be on my way" "Box of balloons, with the feather-light touch" "Pack of party poppers, that pop in the night" A toothbrush and hairspray, plastic grin Mrs Clay on the corner has just walked in Welcome to the house of fun now I've come of age Welcome to the house of fun Welcome to the lion's den, temptation's on it's way Welcome to the house of... Naughty boys in nasty schools, headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools, smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub, passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when the lunch-time bell will ring again Oh what fun we had but did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had but at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways to make a difference to the days Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers One step beyond Waiter Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Blue train taking me from you Take time for your pleasure and laugh with love Take the hand of another and sing for the wings of a dove Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a... My girl's mad at me, I didn't wanna see the film tonight I found it hard to say, she thought I'd had enough of her I tell you I didn't do it, 'cause I wasn't there Don't blame me, it just isn't fair You listen to their side now listen to mine Can't think of a story, sure you'll find me sometime Now pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and you'll forget The broken window, TV set Received a letter just the other day Don't seem they wanna know you no more They've laid it down given you their score Within the first two lines it bluntly read "You're not to come and see us no more Keep away from our door, don't come 'round here no more What on Earth did you do that for?" My name is Michael Caine What? My name is Michael Caine In the morning I awake My arms, my legs, my body aches The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day So begins another weary day Tomorrow's just another day, just another day, just another day Tomorrow's just another day I think we got it there, don't you? It must get better in the long run, has to get better in the long run I think we got it there, don't you?
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