The Unfairness Of Angels

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Single Fridays




Friday is when I buy the Ealing Gazette
And go to Ladbrokes for a bet
I look at that back to study the horse's form
And in between the article of those who are dead and born
Whilst chewing on some toast and a cup of luke warm tea
I see the singles ads about those wanting love just like me
So I put my hand in my dirty jeans on the floor
And get my mobile out and dial up one of those ads, well ok 4
Some of these girls want love, others one night stands
And a tall man, good looking who understands
After leaving a few messages I think it's not worth it
And think I can get buy on life without a fondle on a tit





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