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They murdered my suit,



Mickey Mouth and Paddy Rea,



They murdered my suit



That sad and fateful day.



 



A tramps ball in the gym.



I popped in to say hello.



But Mickey Mouth and Paddy



Just wouldn't let me go.



 



I was on my way to a meet



For a drink in Elli's bar,



Made the mistake of stopping



And didn't get very far.



 



A gentleman tramp I said,



Just passing through,



But for Mickey Mouth and Paddy



That excuse just wouldn't do.



 



One broken beer glass slash



And my jacket was in shreds



They hacked off one trouser leg



And my poor old suit was dead.



 



It was a bit beer stained 



Really needed a clean



But I loved my little suit



Of finest lovat green.



 



We had a few drinks



For my suit’s sake,



And I said my goodbyes



With a suitable wake



 



I didn't get to my date,



Til the end of the next day



Thanks to those two suit killers



Mickey Mouth and Paddy Rea.



 







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