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I got three from each section on the fixed odds coupon
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But I still don’t want to go to Cuba,
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‘Cos Cuba’s the new destination; Cuba’s the new Iceland
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And it’ll be full of Italia Conti rejects, so no; I don’t want to go to Cuba,
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I’d much rather go down to Dorset
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With its wonderful Bulbarrow Hill. Wonderful Bulbarrow Hill.


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I’ve got fur in my kettle and a film on my tea
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I’m living in a hard water town, but I don’t let it get me down
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Far from it.
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Should any man wish to make himself immortal by painting a picture of wretchedness
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Then he’d be wasting his time knocking on my door.
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Maybe go to Mr Galbraith’s over the road. There he is now, look. Alone in his polytunnel
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With his pitiful competition onions.
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Neglected for two weeks in Cuba: A no rosette situation for Mr Galbraith.


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Oh he shouldn’t have gone to Cuba
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He should’ve just gone down to Dorset
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With its wonderful Bulbarrow Hill. Wonderful Bulbarrow Hill.


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Ah………………………………  Ah…………………………… Pots and pans
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Ah……………………………… Take off your coat or you won’t feel the benefit
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Ah……………………………… And now I’m going to tell you something
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Ah……………………………… Alright – here we go


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If ever an album title was in dire need of an exclamation mark
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If ever an album title was in dire need of an exclamation mark, it surely had to be
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Frampton Comes Alive!  Frampton Comes Alive! Run for the hills
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Frampton Comes Alive!  One more time
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Frampton Comes Alive!