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(
Thompson/
Barson)I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where it be crude
Too late to find me shrewd.I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
You're sound asleep unborn!I'm a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
Inside a rubber wall yelling
Screams echo, off the ceiling.
My love could penetrate
So I'll leave you now prostrate.
My fag smoulders out and out
And odours waft there about
So I give my head a kip
My cap's worn to a split.I'm a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where I feel nude
Too late to find me shrewd.I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
You're sound asleep unborn!I'm a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
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