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So you've finally named the day when wedding-bells will chime I was sorry to hear you say, you're gonna be his not mine Do you think you will be happy, giving up your friends For your semi-detached suburban Mr. James? So you've finally got your man, I hope you won't regret it He can't love you the way I can, so please don't you forget it So you think you will be happy, buttering the toast I'm your semi-detached suburban Mr. Most I can see in the morning time, washing clean, the weather' s fine Hanging things upon the line, and as your love slips away, hey, hey So you've finally named the day when wedding-bells will chime I was sorry to hear you say, you're gonna be his not mine So you think you will be happy, taking doggie for a walk With your semi-detached suburban Mr. (James) Semi-detached suburban Mr. (James) Semi-detached suburban Mr. James So you've finally named the day So you've finally named the day From Letras Mania