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You seem the type to follow the line

 Went from cheery vagabondage to cold blooded luxury in four years

 No lick spittle or pickthack from sycophant claw back flunky

Oh, I want to lay by your side

Oh, I will lay by your side.

Weaker vessel or better half?

That woman’s tears must be the death of me

oh dear

You know when she’s had a few she’ll be onto you there’s no letting up

But, I want to lay by your side

Oh, I will lay by your side.

It may hap that these are they – golden years

So don’t despair, don’t dismay, dry your tears

Everything’s for the best in the best of all possible worlds

I had a blast off through the cast of a play on the radio

They were more liberal times

Destined to drone in monotone on your radio

It’s a little dream of mine

But comments were less than complimentary

 And the deft left hand it followed the right

I think about my happiest times one of them was

Sat in bed watching a documentary on murderers

A bearcat, a memosa and view of arcady

Oh, I want to lay by your side

I will lay down and die of O can’t lay by your side

Oh, but I want to lay by your side

Oh, I’ll surely lay down and die

I can’t lay down and die

Oh, I want to lay by your side

Oh, I’ll lay down and die if I can’t lay by your side

Oh, I want to lay by your side.