Think I’ll pour some homemade beer
To give myself a little cheer
It’s so cold and wintry here –
The sunshine’s gone to Oxfordshire
Sunday looks a promising day –
Then the sunshine’s here to stay
As fast as the day’s go down
The night lights up to newer love
The stars shine on no truer love
Whether for sex or comfort,
Oh, cuddle me! of course I’m like a child,
Look at me, big sixty...
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