Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
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Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
Mozart Estate
I don't know when and I don't know how
But I think I'm going to cry
There's an awful lump in my bulbous throat
And I think I'm going to die
There's a wig on my head like a bird's nest
Maybe that's the reason why
It's been a very long week playing hide and seek
When the bailiffs came to call
When the harridans came with a tin for the poor
I could always close the door
But the grocer shop where I have to stop
Has a Bakelite labrador
I said to my girl
Do not throw my stuff away
Cuz it's gonna be worth a fortune
Be valuable one day
It's gonna be worth a heap of cash
Like the love you threw away
It's gonna be worth a heap of cash
Like the love you threw away