I looked in the public room
He was reading a book,
With only one page
Asked him his age
Said he was fine
His hearing's not as good as mine
Glue your eyelids together
Your eyelids together
Glue your eyelids together
Your eyelids together
She was a neat piece
Handy with a smack
We were walking fronto to back
Never the less
She was a mess
A last ditch effort is always the best
I saw him once again
He was playing a game,
With only one piece
He bent over to the left
I kicked the table hard
I must confess
She throws things out,
She doesn't want people to see
She vacuums it up
It's never enough
Can't take a step without falling down
It's always the same
No one to blame
Her position to His positiion
His position to Her position
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