A rainy afternoon
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Spent in the warmest room
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She lay before me and said
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Yes it's true that I have seen some naked men
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As she made for the door
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Leaving me on the floor
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I wish I'd done biology
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For an urge within me wanted to do it then
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Chorus:
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And here she comes again
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And I'm sitting on my hands
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And she sings to me that siren song
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Here she comes again and I'm biting my lip
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But it won't be long
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As Brother Barry said
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As he married Marion
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The wife has three great attributes
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Intelligence, a Swiss army knife and charmBut that's not enough sometimes
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And she did speak her mind
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And told them all that she believed
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The only way to disarm is to disarm
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I know people whose idea of fun
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Is throwing stones in the river in the afternoon sun
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Oh let me be as free as them
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Don't let her pass this way again
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Though you cannot be blamed
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But I've become inflamed
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With thoughts of lust and thoughts of power
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Thoughts of love and thoughts of Chairman Mao
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We have such little time
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At your place or mine
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I can't wait till we take our blood tests
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Oh baby let's take our blood tests now
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The Warmest Room
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Billy Bragg |