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You’ll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn |
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Come all without, come all within |
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You’ll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn |
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Ev’rybody’s building ships and boats |
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Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes. |
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Ev’rybody’s in despair, ev’ry girl and boy |
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But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, |
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Ev’rybody’s gonna jump for joy. |
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I like to go just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet |
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But jumping queues and making haste, just ain’t my cup of meat. |
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Ev’ryone’s beneath the trees, feeding pigeons on a limb |
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But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, |
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All the pigeons gonna rum to him. |
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Let me do what I wanna do, I can recite ’em all |
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Just tell me where it hurts and I’ll tell you who to call. |
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Nobody can get no sleep, there’s someone on ev’ryones toes. |
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But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, |
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Ev’rybody’s gonna wanna doze. |
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