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Senile Pop Momma
larrylark

It's never been easy,
 1
but now you don't know who I am,
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It's like we've both been released.
 3
 
 
"Is that you Elvis?"
 4
"That's all right Momma."
 5
 
 
Good of you to come Frank,
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all the way from New York."
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"It's one hell of a town."
 8
 
 
"Pass me my dressing gown Buddy."
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"That'll be the day."
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And so it goes on.
 11
 
 
We've reached 531
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in the all time hit parade,
 13
between your shallow breathing.
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It's now 1962 and still the Beatles
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have to pass on through.
 16
 
 
"How'd ya get here Ringo?"
 17
"In a submarine painted yellow,
 18
along with this fine mellow fellow,
 19
who isn't your son."
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27 Jul 07


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love it
 — unknown

Its really cute but I feel it could flow a little better
 — Stellaella

Hi Unknown

thanks for loving it.

Larry love love love Lark
 — larrylark

I will try to maintain cute and get more flow.

Larry
 — larrylark

nah, i think the flow is grand.

--listen
 — unknown

Hi Listen,

I will go with your flow

Larrry water up hill lark
 — larrylark

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