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Punch and Judy
Washing machine, pinstripe dream stripped the gloss from a beauty queenPunch and Judy, Judy, JudyFound our nest in the Daily Express, met the Vicar in a holy vestPunch and Judy, Punch and JudyBrought up the children, Church of E, now I vegetate with a color TVWorst ever thing that happened to me, oh for D-I-V-O-R-C-EOh JudyWhatever happened to pillow fights?Whatever happened to jeans so tight? Friday nights?Whatever happened to Lover's lane?Whatever happened to passion games? Sunday walks in the pouring rain?Punch, Punch, Punch and JudyPunch, Punch, PunchCurling tongs, mogadonsI got a headache baby, don't take so longSingle beds, middle age dread, losing the war in the waistlands spreadWho left the cap off the toothpaste tube, who forgot to flush the loo?Leave your sweaty socks outside the doorDon't walk across my polished floor.Oh JudyWhatever happened to morning smiles?Whatever happened to wicked wiles? Permissive styles?Letras de cancionesWhatever happened to twinkling eyes?Whatever happened to hard fast drives? Compliments on unnatural size?Punch, Punch, Punch and JudyPunch, Punch, PunchPropping up a bar, family car, sweating out a mortgage as a balding clerkPunch and JudyWorld War Three, suburbanshee, just slip her these pills and I'll be freeNo more Judy, Judy, Judy no more
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