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Message In A Bottle

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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