 Yellow burning thing, it’s a dirty sin
I know
I’m on the pavement of my own mind
it’s silly
Silly as the weather in June, March
or December
Silly as a man can be, and I’m down,
yes I’m down
And I sang my:
La la teacher my, la la teacher for
you (I’m coming on the window)
My la la teacher, my la la teacher for
you (I’m coming on the window
again)
And I watched my little baby from
the seaside
Do you remember, the days when
we were young
All tied up, by a teacher’s hand,
I was too shy and they said you’re
too dry, but I didn’t notice,
Flowers were hot in the cold winter
night and so was I,
yeah so was I
And I sang my:
La la teacher, my la la teacher for
you (I’m coming on the window)
My la la teacher, my la la teacher for
you (I’m coming on the window
again)
And I watched my little baby from
the seaside
Yeah I watched my little baby from
the seaside
I watched my baby from the seaside
Though itґs been far away
Iґm gonna help you out
Though itґs been far away
Iґm gonna help you out
Though itґs been far away, yes itґs
been far away
And I sang my:
La la teacher my, la la teacher for
you (I’m coming on the window)
My la la teacher, my la la teacher for
you (I’m coming on the window
again)
And I watched my little baby from
the seaside
I watched my little baby from the
seaside
I watched my baby from the seaside
I watched my baby from the
seaside…
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