But..you see.. he was just so fast
Moan, moan, moan, harping on again like the proverbial porkchops Alf Stuart so derided and set in righteous flames. The The Whinging Poms just can't help it. Blame it on the moonlight, blame it on the good times, blame it on the boogie if you want, but really, it's their own bloody fault. Some people you just can't make listen can you?.....
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