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Beckton Dumps - Humble Pie

Baby

I can't seem to open my eyes

But I must get out of this bed

'Cause the phone keeps ringing downstairs

And I know that this ain't no place

For a sleepy head

I go down to my chest

Oh Yer

Put on my old string vest

Swing it on baby

Well I feel like I'm in need

So I go back up for a smoke

And then I slip back in my easy chair

Then I give my lucky dog a stroke

Well he just gives me a wink

And I know what that mean now

Well it mean that

I need to put on his lead

If I don't want a mess

On my cheap pan

That's cool

'Cause I know I can trust him

To grab the fuzz if they bust in

Get him boy Oh yer

Well what does it take

To make a jelly roll

Who can you sell

When I wake up to a grey day

How do I ship away so easily

Oh

Baby

Baby

Well I feel too old to get a hair cut

And I ain't had a shave in months

Now when I don't go out

I keep my door shut

And I get on back to

Good old Beckton Dumps

Drowning

Now warn ya

I'll be right back

I won't go there