Glue Ears

eleven o'clock on a motorway it wasn't very nice still raining

spied a man he looks away i never liked him much no conversation

skills went on a quiz show once and nearly won encyclopaedic

sunday drive to birthday lunch had an argument they're car sick

oh shiver on to your own front door

so much to get back for



clumsy clumsy aren't we dressed in paper

and holding hands with gloves on

eyes in comedy shades



we're clumsy aren't we wrapped in paper and fears

can't pay attention when you've got glue ears



seven o'clock on a motorway she isn't going out she's only

visiting dad who was locked away

now he just recites lines from movies

kid in the back is eating flies

wish his mother didn't dress him funny

she still sighs still dots her eyes

with little hearts she worries


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