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Pac-a-mac

Madness

 I wear my cap with pride
 When swaying side to side
 Indoors where it be crude
 Too late to find me shrewd.
 I never lay in doubt 
 When walking from about
 At home where it be warm
 You're sound asleep unborn!

 I'm a small chap
 Walk tall chap
 When it rains
 Cats and dogs
 From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.

 Inside a rubber wall yelling
 Screams echo, off the ceiling.
 My love could penetrate
 So I'll leave you now prostrate.
 My fag smoulders out and out
 And odours waft there about
 So I give my head a kip
 My cap's worn to a split.

 I'm a small chap
 Walk tall chap
 When it rains
 Cats and dogs
 From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.

 I wear my cap with pride
 When swaying side to side
 Indoors where I feel nude
 Too late to find me shrewd.
 I never lay in doubt
 When walking from about
 At home where it be warm
 You're sound asleep unborn!

 I'm a small chap
 Walk tall chap
 When it rains
 Cats and dogs
 From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.

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