Alfie Boe

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Sunday's gone, I remember half the fun we had.
Monday has come, I know I'm not half as glad, glad.
Jumping ship, lost my footing, fell and burst my lip.

What can I say? I deserved it anyway, way.
I can't have sold my soul, cos the devil he looks after his own.
And now I feel like a bug on a roulette wheel, wheel.

Sunday's gone, I remember half the fun we had.
Monday has come, I know I'm not half as glad, glad.
Glad.
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