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Slavin'

away
All for you my
And i've nothin to for it
Cept my dusty old book full of
A old book
Tell me a
Bout how i so tired
my slavin' away

I ran off
Put on corduroy that i got from the coal shovelin' kid
And hitchhiked in a rickety old
Hitchhiked in a rattly old norton car
strange roads
In the purrin' rain, as the put it
On up to st.
On a day in the middle of the fall

And picked me up for not wearin a dress
And my sentence
If i wore somethin a strap that was pink
And i up on somebody's sink
So now i catch the canadian
And not be too specific, just somewhere up
And get into lumber and slumber when i
And in the ride down into cheyenne on my bike

I looked out the
And i stuck my head out the
And the was melting so slow...
And the sky was but so gray...

Slavin'
And all for my love
Cookin and washin in the
And startin at
I six boxes of little plastic christmas trees
And put in the leds
On kid toy phones with borg batteries
And then on to the machine
Stick the on purple t-shirts
And the on pull-over jumpers for the uk

away
All for you my
And i've to show for it
I've to show for it

I see her lookin in the mirror at me
Wonderin' if it wasn't for everyone to see
ever seemed to turn out how it might be
I see her doubting now that all had gone and went
That anything she got was what that she'd spent
That she seemed to get back what that she'd lent

Anyway they did a son
And by the time he was married and i at his wedding too at holy trinity
I was choir myself
Rehearsals in the twice a week
I demanded be in peak condition
And everything seemed to be going well
I got along with the priest...