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Dawn sings in the gardenPhone sings in the hallThis boy's dead from two day's lifeResurrected by the callPenny here, we've got to comeSo come on round to meThere's so much penny lying hereTo touch, taste and tease Ring a ding ding ding I'm going downI'm coming roundPenny's place her crummy roomHer dansette crackles to Jimi's tuneI don't care I taste Ambre SolaireHer neck her thighs her lips her hairRing a ding ding ding I'm going downI'm coming round All thoughts of sleep desert meThere is no timeThirty minutes brings me round to her number nineYeah she looks like a paintingJackson Pollock's Number FiveCome into the forest and taste the treesThe sun starts shining and I'm hard to pleaseRing a ding ding ding I'm going downI'm coming roundAll thoughts of sleep desert meThere is no timeThirty minutes brings me round to her number nineTo look down on the cloudsYou don't need to flyI've never flown in a planeI'll live until I diemore