Away! the oh six thirty
mind racing, thoughts a dirty
o'er mountain, field and fen
her secrets i yearn to ken
her name is sally and she lives in my alley
How my heart doth swell with pride
to survey my would be bride
Oh! to own the eyes but few
that behold sweet manna dew
her name is sally and she lives in my alley
as we reach Bath Spa Station
Alas! such consternation!
onto carriage floor is hurled
my copy of railway world
yours? enquires a voice deep bass
ill fitting of pearls and lace
profers an arm quite hirsute
this, methinks, is not so cute
His name is Sally and he lives in my alley
mind racing, thoughts a dirty
o'er mountain, field and fen
her secrets i yearn to ken
her name is sally and she lives in my alley
How my heart doth swell with pride
to survey my would be bride
Oh! to own the eyes but few
that behold sweet manna dew
her name is sally and she lives in my alley
as we reach Bath Spa Station
Alas! such consternation!
onto carriage floor is hurled
my copy of railway world
yours? enquires a voice deep bass
ill fitting of pearls and lace
profers an arm quite hirsute
this, methinks, is not so cute
His name is Sally and he lives in my alley
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