You stayed with me until/You moved to notting hill/
You said it was the place you need to be/
Where the cocaine is fair trade/
And frequently displayed/
Is the Buena Vista Social Club CD.
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Mon 24 Jul 2006, 15:24,
archived)
You said it was the place you need to be/
Where the cocaine is fair trade/
And frequently displayed/
Is the Buena Vista Social Club CD.
I thought you'd be back in three weeks,And we'd go wandering in the peaks,
Sojourn in my uncle Joe's ashram,
For when you're in Matlock Bath,
You dont need Sylvia Plath,
Not while they've got Mrs Gibson's jam,
Alas I'm brooding along by the runnel,
While she's in Capri with her swain,
And the light at the end of the tunnel,
Is the light of an oncoming train.
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Tue 25 Jul 2006, 7:03,
archived)
Sojourn in my uncle Joe's ashram,
For when you're in Matlock Bath,
You dont need Sylvia Plath,
Not while they've got Mrs Gibson's jam,
Alas I'm brooding along by the runnel,
While she's in Capri with her swain,
And the light at the end of the tunnel,
Is the light of an oncoming train.