I mocked him
Mocked him and treated him
With rudeness
And though I tried to make amends
Still I miss him and walk a dark corridor
Then opened the post one morning
Woke up one morning
Doctor Bucks' letter
Of my own making, I walk a dark corridor o'er my heart
Hoping one day a door will be ajar
At least so we can recompense
Our betrayal of our hard won friendship
In vulgar and arrogant abeyance
To what was untrue underneath our parlance
I open the envelope
Doctor Bucks' letter
Re: Welfare Benefits reports
We also concerned
This means that A-Board will not be able to recover the legal fees
Paid by them, behalf
J. McCarthy, approximately ten-fifteen days
I got down, I was depressed
It was Doctor Buck's letter
Turn the radio on
Of my own making
Of my own making
To cheer myself up
Put the radio on, get the magazine out
And read about
The 'Essence of Tong'
Checklist, I never leave home without
One, sunglasses
I wear them all year around
And seem to need them more often
It's a habit
Music
Cassettes, CDs
Three, Palm Pilot
It's my lifeline
I think it's my P.A.'s computer
She rules my diary and I download it
Four, mobile phone
Five, Amex card
They made such a fuss about giving it to me
But I, I spend more time getting it turned down
I was in the realm of the essence of Tong
I lost my temper with a friend I mocked him Mocked him and treated him With rudeness And though I tried to make amends Still I miss him and walk a dark corridor Then opened the post one morning Woke up one morning Doctor Bucks' letter Of my own making, I walk a dark corridor o'er my heart Hoping one day a door will be ajar At least so we can recompense Our betrayal of our hard won friendship In vulgar and arrogant abeyance To what was untrue underneath our parlance I open the envelope Doctor Bucks' letter Re: Welfare Benefits reports We also concerned This means that A-Board will not be able to recover the legal fees Paid by them, behalf J. McCarthy, approximately ten-fifteen days I got down, I was depressed It was Doctor Buck's letter Turn the radio on Of my own making Of my own making To cheer myself up Put the radio on, get the magazine out And read about The 'Essence of Tong' Checklist, I never leave home without One, sunglasses I wear them all year around And seem to need them more often It's a habit Music Cassettes, CDs Three, Palm Pilot It's my lifeline I think it's my P.A.'s computer She rules my diary and I download it Four, mobile phone Five, Amex card They made such a fuss about giving it to me But I, I spend more time getting it turned down I was in the realm of the essence of Tong Explain Request ×
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