Ever seen a blind
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man cross the road
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trying to make the other side
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Ever seen a young girl
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growing old
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trying to make herself a bride
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So what becomes of you my love
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When they have finally
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stripped you of
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The handbags and the gladrags
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That your Grandad had to
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sweat so you could buy Baby
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Once I was a young man
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and all I thought
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I had to do was smile
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You are still a young girl
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and you bought
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everything in style Listen
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But once you think you're
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in you're out
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'cause you don't mean a single
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thing without
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the handbags and the gladrags
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that your Grandad had to
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sweat so you could buy
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Sing a song of six
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pence for your sake
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And take a bottle full of rye
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Four and twenty
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blackbirds in a cake
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And bake them all in a pie
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They told me you
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missed school today
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So what I suggest you just
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throw them all away
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the handbags and the gladrags
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that your poor old Granddad had
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to sweat to buy
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They told me you
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missed school today
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So I suggest you just
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throw them all away
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the handbags and the gladrags
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that your poor old Granddad had
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to sweat to buy ya
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Handbags & Gladrags
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| Rod Stewart & The Faces |
