Boy At Corner
Boy stood waiting at the corner of the church
Smoked a cigarette which made him feel worse
Said they should meet for a final encounter
Said he just couldn’t live without her
Put A Sock In It
Shaddup, shaddup
You got nothing to say
Why say it again?
I’ve heard it anyway
Put a sock in it
Eat my feet
You’re the shoe
I was bound to meet
Like a bonsai
You cut me
Ah, shaddup
You don’t know what you’re talking about
Sugarlump
Would you like some tea?
Yes please. One lump or three?
You were always so sweet to me
More like a plum than cherry
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