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|    06 Dec 23 10:12:48    |
      From: lordyumyum@gmail.com              London Town       Song by Paul McCartney and Wings              Walking down the sidewalk on a purple afternoon       I was accosted by a barker       Playing a simple tune upon his flute       Toot, toot, toot, toot       Silver rain was falling down upon the dirty ground of       London Town       People pass me by on my imaginary street       Ordinary people it's impossible to meet       Holding conversations that are always incomplete       Well, I don't know       Oh, where are there places to go?       Someone, somewhere has to know       I don't know       Out of work again, the actor entertains his wife       With the same old stories of his ordinary life       Maybe he exaggerates the trouble and the strife       Well, I don't know       Oh, where are there places to go?       Someone, somewhere has to know       Crawling down the pavement on a sunday afternoon       I was arrested by a rozzer       Wearing a pink balloon about his foot       Toot, toot, toot, toot       Silver rain was falling down upon the dirty ground of       London Town       Someone, somewhere has to know       Silver rain was falling down upon the dirty ground of       London Town (ah, ah)              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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