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a song Glory hallelujah, I just phoned the parsonHey "Par", get ready to call, Just like humpty dumpty, I'm going to fall I'm sitting on top
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
and phoned I send an 'Airmail Special' too Your answer was 'Goodbye' And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
I leave your house in a loving state I'll miss you when you're gone I kick myself for making you wait Should have phoned to say I won't be long
a song "Glory Hallelujah," I just phoned the Parson "Hey, Par get ready to call" Just like Humpty Dumpty, I'm going to fall I'm sitting on top
a song "Glory Hallelujah," I just phoned the Parson "Hey, Par get ready to call" Just like Humpty Dumpty, I'm going to fall I'm sitting on top
a song "Glory Hallelujah," I just phoned the Parson "Hey, Par get ready to call" Just like Humpty Dumpty, I'm going to fall I'm sitting on top
a song "Glory Hallelujah," I just phoned the Parson "Hey, Par get ready to call" Just like Humpty Dumpty, I'm going to fall I'm sitting on top
a song "Glory Hallelujah," I just phoned the Parson "Hey, Par get ready to call" Just like Humpty Dumpty, I'm going to fall I'm sitting on top
nuttin' but trackies, TNs My niggas are able to end your weekend Too cold You're better than who, bro? I phoned up Abz, he got two bookings He's moving
been global but we got too much felons (Too much, too much) Told bae "Book that spa, sorry I been a kwenger" (yeah) Jane phoned for six but came with
I watched from my window as she slipped from the house Once again she's leaving, but Lord, she's not to blame This morning a memory phoned her
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
castles in the air. Well I've telegraphed and phoned. Sent an air mail special too. Your answer was goodbye. There was even postage due. Fell in
be chromed up (that ain't nothing) TVs yep phoned up (that ain't nothing) Out the country when I wanna chill (that ain't nothing) Ninety-six inches
me wrong For some strange reason I can't explain I get happy knowing you phoned Cause your voice could kill my every pain Why do we play this silly
be You phoned and said meet me and even as I told you no Temptation was a winnin' I felt my feet start to go That's how blue mem'ries get started all
How you've grown! It's been two years You should have phoned Your uncle isn't here I might have guessed! And such a splendid uniform! (looking
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
and phoned I send an Airmail Special too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with you
and phoned I send an "Airmail Special" too Your answer was "Goodbye" And there was even postage due I fell in love just once And then it had to be with
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