Pete and Pirates Come to The Bar
I ll be sticking around till the season s turning And I m gonna hang around until the summer s dead But you keep following me with the words you left me Banging around in the rooms inside my head Hi there Mr. Blackbird, your friends are calling you So you better fly up high in the cherry tree But keep one little eye fixed on your girlfriend Or she will come sit on my window and talk to me Stop everything and think about coming home for a while It doesn t matter what happened to you, you re my crocodile It
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