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Hugh Cornwell - Henry Moore lyrics
Funny how time can take you by surprise It creeps up in the night to give you butterflies I'm happy spending time with you it's the thing to do I love it but I'm sure I'd love a Henry Moore I know a work of art when I meet one face to face The trouble at the start is when you're feeling out of place I'd like to get a room with a view and a comfy deep pile carpet on the floor On which to place my Henry Moore He's an acquired taste But nothing goes to waste The trouble is there's not a lot around And in this situation What with some high inflation His value stands up well against the pound He perfectly describes the generation gap He used to draw the crowds sleeping underneath the map I could fall asleep like a sheep with my head between your pillows by the door Gazing at my Henry Moore He's an acquired taste But nothing goes to waste The trouble is there's not a lot around And in this situation What with some high inflation His value stands up well against the pound I can guarantee the pleasure you will find So have a spending spree it will help you to unwind You can't go too far wrong with the oblong three dimensional adventure take a tour Around a Henry Moore |
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