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Message In A Bottle
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Saint Etienne
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Transcribed by nicola
One, two, turtles are blue, Three, four, ? ? ? , Five, six, ? ? ? , Seven, eight, you got no mates!
? ? ? treacle and ? ? ? . Break a leg, boy on the moon, No more tynesides favourite son.
One, two, turtles are blue, Three, four, ? ? ? , Five, six, ? ? ? , Seven, eight, you got no mates!
Reading books by nabokov, Schoolkids told you, bugger off! So you sung about dread and fear, Youre a legal alien, dear.
One, two, turtles are blue, Three, four, ? ? ? , Five, six, ? ? ? , Seven, eight, you got no mates!
While you were out, saving trees, Your accountant doubled his fees. Five million down the drain; Poor old teachers got no brain.
One, two, turtles are blue, Three, four, ? ? ? , Five, six, ? ? ? , Seven, eight, you got no mates!
So many crimes committed to wax, Andys hanging up his axe, ? ? ? went on to equalise. Stings a bell boy in disguise.
One, two, turtles are blue, Three, four, ? ? ? , Five, six, ? ? ? , Seven, eight, you got no mates!
You got no mates! You got no mates! You got no mates, got no mates!
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