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wham bam thank you mam
She was a lady of charm String of young boys on each arm She was good to those who took off all their clothes and played guitar Love comes love goes anyway your mind blows Wham, bam, thank you, mam We'll boogie till the rooster crows He lived alone, love for none He said pain never hurt anyone Surprise surprise  Consumption on the floor Stretcher out the door and that was it God forsaken empty shell forgotten in a bad smell Wham, bam, look out, Sam The devil claims his own to moan in hell Shang-a-lang-a, Shang-a-do-lang, Shang-a-lang-a Sa-i-di ma-moon, sa-i-di ma-moon, Sa-i-di gris gris  Just hold your breath, and close your eyes Turn the corner of surprise, and there you are Our lives are run by ego freaks A walking book of rules who seems To keep you in your pidgeon holes And fuss when your soul steps out of line