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EIGHT A.M.
We can go down to the Pancake Place
On the way, find out, where's the Greyhound
And also what time it leaves downtown
For El Paso so we can work out
Where to leave this excess baggage
Which settles around our ankles
And ask the guy behind the desk
How we can remove these shhackles
'Cos Ritchie an' me gotta be in Renothe opening of the new Gazebo
They've even sent over some kiwis especially
And some antique containers of Pea Beau

EYE OF THE POTATO
Stubbing your toe can make you wince
I tried it once, I've been wincing ever since
I winced till I looked like Hirohito
And needled like a spy at the eye of the potato
I took a quick shifty from the vege-patch
As the beans talk there in half-baked tones;
The corn has ears, so I hear;
So keep it quiet; we are not alone
Cop a glimpse at the mushy vege
Behold the evil eye at a glance
Glimpse the full picture, wild front ear roaming
Survey the whole scene as if it takes you to France
Eye of the potato - Evil Eye - What a stare!
Eye of the potato - Evil eye - Take me there!