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Hang the washing on the line, Norma
Take the rubbish to the street's corner
She's an automatic kind of girl

Paint the walls in my room for me
Use the colours that you choose carefully
It's so good to have you there with me

But don't talk too much, don't say a thing
Don't answer the telephone if it rings
And we're trying not to let them in
but the door's hinges always tend to swing

Throw the sheets up on my bed, Norma
And make me think with my good head, could ya?
What would we all do with someone like you?

But don't talk too much, don't say a thing
Don't answer the telephone if it rings
And we're trying not to let them in
but the door's hinges always tend to swing

And we're trying not to let them in
but the door's hinges always tend to swing
And we're trying not to let them in
but the door's hinges always tend to swing

It's good to have met you, hope to see you next time
(Like to see you Sunday morning)
It's good to have met you, don't forget the red wine

It's good to have met you, hope to see you next time
(Like to see you Sunday morning)
It's good to have met you, don't forget the red wine

It's good to have met you, hope to see you next time
(Like to see you Sunday morning)


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