Some song lyrics misheard over the cafe hubbub…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s elephant in the room is the one ignoring everyone and watching motor racing on the TV.
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‘I shop for a pile of time bread.’
‘So, I turn, I turn, and a beady night.’
‘Love, love, love, sipsy toe toe…’
‘Far up girl now, I’m expected.
‘Oh, oh, oh, trell a’gravy…’
‘Sipsy fee, you stippoe no!’
‘Na na na, no no no.’
‘Your eyes, your eyes, oh why oh why?’
‘Black lamp aha! No more!…’
‘Do you know emotion? Do you know emotion?’
‘How it feels and you then are.’
‘Shoot love feet, where the cones are.’
‘Oh oh, it true-oo.’
‘No-one is mica – thinka thinka!’
‘Yoo-doh, love me no…’
‘Lipsy do do do!…’
‘Thighs of blue-oo.’
‘Whoo, rolly rolly no-oh.’
‘Wah!… I was nin baby.’
‘Yoonie trouble a no me.’
‘Kipper bee, and all of me!’
‘The night robes are now you girl.’
‘All is roof with you…’
‘Oh-u-oh-e-e-oh… Oh-u-oh-e-e-oh…’
‘Maynard cake wippy wippy undertow.’
‘Loop a low, now yeah!’
‘Wanna soon a rocky sun babe.’

Please copy this out and send it as a letter to the editor of your local newspaper.

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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