Pac-a-mac

I wear my cap with pride When swaying side to side Indoors where it be crude Too late to find me shrewd I never lay in doubt When walking from about At home where it be warm You're sound asleep unborn I'm a small chap Walk tall chap When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac Inside a rubber wall yelling Screams echo off the ceiling My love could penetrate So I leave you now prostrate My fag smoulders out and out And odours waft there about So I give my head a kip My cap's worn to a split I'm a small chap Walk tall chap When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac I wear my cap with pride When swaying side to side Indoors where it be crude Too late to find me shrewd I never lay in doubt When walking from about At home where it be warm You're sound asleep unborn I'm a small chap Walk tall chap When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac

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