Freemantle
The doorknobs were rusty
My hopes ran dry
Where does the time go
When we're all alone
Doorbells and permissables
A dent of occasion
Dentures and talking
Come easy along
Miss you nights
when tadpoles go swimming
Lust and egos
are the height of fashion
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