Dear john He spent a lifetime counting money So long The years they all merge into one 68, 79, 82, And 95 He made a living from accountancy But then he cried I've had enough
He said baby Do you read me? I think these numbers are Beginning to eat me
He said baby Do you read me? I think these numbers are Beginning to eat me
Dear john Why don't you answer your calls? He's had enough of doing your tax returns What's wrong? You're not at work or at home He's on a train heading down to the coast Picked up your leather briefcase on the beach And a message on your dictaphone
And it said baby Do you read me? I think these numbers are Beginning to eat me
And it said baby Do you read me? I think these numbers are Beginning to eat me
Some say he made the swim to normandy And lost his heart to a local girl They lived with 25 of her family One mother One father Three sisters Four brothers Eight nephews Eight nieces Two uncles Three aunts Plus Three dogs
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Goodbye Farewell Cheerio See ya Adieu Au revoir Toodle pip So long
