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You're a thorn in my side, dear Patrick, dear Patrick
You're a thorn in my side.
You're a rose in my lapel, dear Cynthia, dear Cynthia
You're a rose in my lapel.
Then why don't you appreciate me, dear Patrick, dear Patrick
Why don't you appreciate me?
Cause you're all withered, dear Cynthia, dear Cynthia
You're all withered, my dear.
It's cause you've neglected me, dear Patrick, dear Patrick
It's cause you've neglected me!
But how did I neglect you, dear Cynthia , dear Cynthia
How did I neglect you?
You carried other roses in your palm, dear Patrick, dear Patrick
You carried other roses in your palm!
But on my lapel, you were closer to my heart, dear Cynthia, dear Cynthia
But on my lapel, you were closer to my heart.
This argument is going nowhere, dear Patrick, dear Patrick
This argument is going nowhere.
Then let's agree to shut up, dear Cynthia, dear Cynthia
Then let's agree to shut up.
As you please, dear Patrick, dear Patrick
But only for a while......
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A fun piece to the tune of "There's a hole in my bucket, Dear Liza"
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