Excuse Me John
You could have been a docker
You had it all
Feather cut and muscles
I hear you're a banker these days
Well, we took New York
And wrapped it up in a silver shawl
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You were always kicking in
The exit door
While I was saving pennies
For the bus back home
Coming down in the afternoon
Excuse me, John, what are you on?
Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
Through today, 'til tonight
'Cos tomorrow's out of sight
Out of reach, out of it, again
You carried off a billboard
Twenty foot by ten
And put it in your bedroom
Now you can't get in
So please wash your hands
As you leave this century
Excuse me, John, what are you on?
Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
Through today, 'til tonight
'Cos tomorrow's out of sight
Out of reach, out of it, again
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know you want it
You know you need it
You know I need it too
Excuse me, John, what are you on?
Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
Through today, 'til tonight
'Cos tomorrow's out of sight
Out of reach, out of it
Excuse me, John, what are you on?
Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
Through today, 'til tonight
'Cos tomorrow's out of sight
Out of reach, out of it
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