5.Avenue
Transcribed by mark dorset
A lemonade.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Pass me the suitcase, baby. ／ i know ／ it's not that easy and
Give me ／ my mirror, love, ／ just give me ／ back my memories,
And oh, ／ oh, how many years ／ is it now maurice？
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
And i was ／ half-asleep, and ／ riding ／ on a slow-coach, i
Think i ／ lose all these things still, ／ meaning ／ i'm not holy
and, oh,
Oh, your honey-dish, ／ oh, it's on my list.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
Wish my heart's wish ／ climbing out your window
For your savage amusement.
You put a spell over me, well,
Smells like lemon flavour.
Ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...
Tuesday, ／ if i had you back again ／ you know ／ i'm against the
future.
Wednesday, ／ i was a little girl ／ (i was the little girl who'd
like to snog your face.)
And ooh, ／ oh, how many years ／ is it now maurice？
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, ／ young heart.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
(and then i shall go back to maurice.)
And, ooh, ／ oh the clown's no good.
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