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inglish as she is spoke
The English language is so quaint
Never saying what it means
If you follow it completely
Just imagine the scenes
The sign said diverted traffic
But it just wasn't true
There's nothing amusing
About a traffic queue
In the centre of a strange town
Not a lavatory anywhere near
But lots of street signs
Saying free P here
They've taken our language
You don't what to say
Think of the confusion
If you say you're feeling gay
The girl serving our coffee
Has a badge on her chest saying pat
Oh how I'm really tempted
But we won't go into that
Never saying what it means
If you follow it completely
Just imagine the scenes
The sign said diverted traffic
But it just wasn't true
There's nothing amusing
About a traffic queue
In the centre of a strange town
Not a lavatory anywhere near
But lots of street signs
Saying free P here
They've taken our language
You don't what to say
Think of the confusion
If you say you're feeling gay
The girl serving our coffee
Has a badge on her chest saying pat
Oh how I'm really tempted
But we won't go into that
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inglish as she is spoke
inglish as she is spoke