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It's a God awful small affairTo the girl with the mousey hair,But her mummy is yelling, "No!"And her daddy has told her to go,But her friend is no where to be seen.Now she walks through her sunken dreamTo the seats with the clearest viewAnd she's hooked to the silver screen,But the film is sadd'ning boreFor she's lived it ten times or more.She could spit in the eyes of foolsAs they ask her to focus onSailorsFighting in the dance hall.Oh man!Look at those cavemen go.It's the freakiest show.Take a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong guy.Oh man!Wonder if he'll ever knowHe's in the best selling show.Is there life on Mars?It's on America's tortured browThat Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.Now the workers have struck for fame'Cause Lennon's on sale again.See the mice in their million hordesFrom Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads.Rule Britannia is out of boundsTo my mother, my dog, and clowns,But the film is a sadd'ning bore'Cause I wrote it ten times or more.It's about to be writ againAs I ask you to focus onSailorsFighting in the dance hall.Oh man!Look at those cavemen go.It's the freakiest show.Take a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong guy.Oh man!Wonder if he'll ever knowHe's in the best selling show.Is there life on Mars?