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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, I'm born
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'll leave you now prostrate
My fag smolders out and out
And odors wafter about
So I give my head a kip
My caps 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 I feel nude
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 I'm born
I'm a small chap, walk tall chap
When it rains cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac
When it rains cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac
When it rains cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac
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