| I stopped a man the other night
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| Said, «Isn't it a beautiful sky»
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| And although he agreed it was just to please me
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| I could tell that by the look in his eye
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| And his look got bolder looking over his shoulder
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| At me as he quickened his step
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| So I didn’t take his hand as I had planned
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| I threw a stone instead
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| And went
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| There’s a house I know where roses grow
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| I was there the other day
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| And I seen this chick coming down the road
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| She was coming my way
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| So I picked a rose and stuck it under her nose
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| She said, «What about my hay fever»
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| Then this man came out and he started to shout
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| He wasn’t very happy either
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| A little while ago one Saturday night
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| I was happy and drunk as could be
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| A policewoman come up and she said
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| That night that the cells would sober me
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| I said, «I ain’t be in bars, I got drunk on the stars
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| You can’t pin nothing on me»
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| Then she smiled and I said «Oh, kiss me instead»
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| She said «I can’t, I’m on duty»
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| I was in the park, it was just before dark
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| And there grows a tree of mine
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| And I see this girl she was walking her dog
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| Around the football pitch line
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| I said «You see that tree well it belongs to me
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| I’d like to give it to you»
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| And then she said, «Cheers, although it’s been mine for years
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| It was a very nice thing to do»
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| I went
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