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Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids walk round like they're half asleep
And they've got somebody else's clothes on
Jumble sale dads, boil in the bag
Says something that I can't repeat, and he swears
Oh this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife
Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids just sit hanging round the street
And they've got somebody else's clothes on
Jumble sale dads
Now she's packed her bags
He does some things that I can't repeat
And he swears
Oh this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife
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