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Pembroke Tenneson
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Bewitched
I was sat in Starbucks chewing on a muffin, Outside the fag-addicts huffin' and puffin', When into the shop walks this girl ragamuffin; And sits down next to me.
Hair red as Stalin, skin pale as fog, Clothes from Oxfam, eyes all agog, Boots from Doc Martin, a grin like a frog. And she turned to make this plea:
'Won't you buy us a java, mister? Take pity on a thirsty sister? If you spring for a java mister You can come to my jamboree.'
Ooh la la la la...
She was strikingly weird, intriguingly arty. I went to the counter. I bought her a latte. I asked her about the promised party... She sipped teasingly. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
When the coffee was gone she grabbed my hand, Out in the street she said 'Alakazam!' And suddenly we're in Wonderland, For a night of revelry.
Ooh la la la la...
How I got home will never be known. I had a three day headache. I lay in bed prone. But now I'm back in Starbucks. All alone. Bewitched by a memory:
'Won't you buy us a java, mister? Take pity on a thirsty sister? If you spring for a java mister You can come to my jamboree.'
Ooh la la la la...
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