Some Of Them Are Old

People come and go and forget to close the door

And they leave their stains and cigarette butts trampled on the floor

And when they do, remember me, remember me.





Some of them are old, some of them are new

Some of them will turn up when you least expect them to

And when they do, remember me, remember me.





Lucy you're my girl, lucy you're a star

Lucy please be still and hide your madness in a jar

But do beware, it will follow you, it will follow you.





Some of them are old but it would help if you could smile

To earn a crooked sixpence you'll walk many crooked miles

And as you do, remember me, remember me.






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