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    "59, Lyndhurst Grove" Lyrics


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    There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
    Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
    A stain from last week's party on the stairs
    No one knows who made it or how it ever got there

    They were dancing with children round their legs
    Talking business, books and records, art and sex
    All things being considered you'd call it a success
    You wore your black dress oh-oh oh-oh...

    He's an architect and such a lovely guy
    And he'll stay with you until the day you die
    And he'll give you everything you could desire
    Oh well almost everything everything that he can buy

    So you sometimes go out in the afternoon
    Spend an hour with your lover in his bedroom hear old women
    Rolling trolleys down the road
    Back to Lyndhurst Grove Lyndhurst Grove Oh.
    This song was submitted on March 11th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Candida Doyle, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Stephen Patrick Mackey.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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