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Our room across is a mile wideShe comes, and look now how you are the firesideI'm watchingShe's waiting to show you the pearls in her Betty Clark eyesshe sighs the whistling winds you sail inShe cries and you are aliveshe's saying she's sorry and oh,So am ISo am IFor ninety seven daysthat should have been an hourI knowit's all you can do when she's so very nearPraise beThe king of the settee and his GuinivereI'll get up and go out and no doubtYou're giving it all to her, ohSo am ISo am IThe ninety seven days, the fifteen blessed hoursAnd it's easyAs it goes, so am IHow an hour of ninety days willsoon run out of timeThe weight of the world has the head in your hands(She's indian giving again)You're sorry and sick and you knowSo am ISo am IThat ninety seven daysand fifteen sodding hourscame to nothingTaken in?So was IShe's going going gone and you knowThat's fineSo am I
Our room across is a mile wideShe comes, and look now how you are the firesideI'm watchingShe's waiting to show you the pearls in her Betty Clark eyesshe sighs the whistling winds you sail inShe cries and you are aliveshe's saying she's sorry and oh,So am ISo am IFor ninety seven daysthat should have been an hourI knowit's all you can do when she's so very nearPraise beThe king of the settee and his GuinivereI'll get up and go out and no doubtYou're giving it all to her, ohSo am ISo am IThe ninety seven days, the fifteen blessed hoursAnd it's easyAs it goes, so am IHow an hour of ninety days willsoon run out of timeThe weight of the world has the head in your hands(She's indian giving again)You're sorry and sick and you knowSo am ISo am IThat ninety seven daysand fifteen sodding hourscame to nothingTaken in?So was IShe's going going gone and you knowThat's fineSo am I
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