"No Dough" as written by and John Edmund Andrew Phillips....
No dough, no place to go
We'll turn on the late night show
We'll climb into bed
Do like we said, and lie spooned
And you'll give your love to me
Then I'll give it back to you.

Pass the chips
You've got salt on your lips
Not the news, it gives you the blues
Help you off with your shoes
Then I'll scratch your back
Then I'll do the same to you.

Feels good...
Feels so good...
Feels so good to be alive...
No dough (no dough)
But no place to go

We'll turn on the late night show
We'll climb into bed
Do like we said, and lie spooned
How else should people be
When they're on their honeymoon?

There'll be just you and me on our honeymoon.
Oh baby, can't you see us on our honeymoon?
(Honeymoon) Hey, baby, can't you see us...
(Honeymoon) ...on our honeymoon?
(Honeymoon) Hey, baby, can't you see us...
(Honeymoon) ...on our honeymoon?
(Honeymoon) Hey, baby, can't you see us...
(Honeymoon) ...on our honeymoon?


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"No Dough" as written by John Edmund Andrew Phillips

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