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Mould the hair back
Reveal fine shaped forehead
And see it go scrabbling
Scrabbling under the bed
Here's to God-fearing
God-fearing good living
And we'll be hanging by the skin of our teeth again
Spinning by the skin of our teeth again
And dangling by the skin of our teeth again
And hanging by the skin of our teeth again
And dangling by the skin of our teeth again
And hanging by the skin of our teeth again
Spinning by the skin of our teeth again
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