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The Puller
The Bevis Frond
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From London's fields there came a plumber
With string and jack-plug he could render
The sweetest music on the label
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Though it was tricky to remember
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While overseas he met a child of smoke and grace
And she turned her youthful eye on the plumber
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When he was finished with the encores
He fluffed his hair across the thin bit
Tattoned his belt and sucked his cheeks in
And tried to make out he was "with it"
At first he fooled her into thinking he was cool
Then she turned a closer eye on the plumber
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He threw his line into the river
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And hoped the bait would soon be bitten
"Oh, you are beautiful," he told her
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And watched to see if she was smitten
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But charm and eloquence were simply not enough
And she turned a weary eye on the plumber
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But still undaunted he continued
"Surely my status must mean something
Oh, I have whisky, dope and money
Don't tell me all that counts for nothing
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And I could thrill you more than any pervert here"
But she turned a sceptic eye on the plumber
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"Oh, I am sorry, sir," she told him
"But we're not made for one another
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I have a boyfriend back at college
And you remind me of my father
But I'd be privileged to know you as a friend"
And she turned a doleful eye on the plumber
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Next time he rode into the city
He still believed he could have caught her
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He did his famous mating ritual
But all his seeds were sown on water
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And there she stood there with her sexy little shins
And she turns a laughing eye on the plumber
On the plumber
On the plumber
On the plumber
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