Honeymoon croon tonight Sew my socks tonight I say whose on the rare tonight Lurking lipstick tickle fickle Marylin's on Send her by air mail, par avion Certificate x tacy in my head Hire out sybil vane for my bed Croon croon tonight Honeymoon tonight Sew my sock tonight - tonight She insists on tying down After the soldier sailor curfew All alone in the cathedral bar She preys in dockland He asks to see her hidden side She, the color of his money Honeymoon croon tonight
Marylin fading fast better get straight The catch from the sidewalk is in a state The sound of footstep - mummy's here I'll be a good boy I'll never fear Better fix her drink tonight bed time's come Must blot out this urge to use my gun
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