Baker street muse
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Windy bus-stop. cli
Come, let me play with you, Black Satin Dancer.In all
And ride with us young bonny lass - with the
And here slip I --- dragging one foot in the
Hello sun.Hello bird.Hello my lady.Hello breakfast. May I buy you
The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He
I have no time for Time Magazine or Rolling Stone.
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on
``Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me,'' said the
Well I saw a bird today - flying from a