Excavating Rita

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When I need you you’re only ever 
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twenty-eight away with a tailwind
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I’m on Shimano Ultegra now, ain’t
     A
 you heard?
Through the trauma Jemma Guntrip has
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 failed as a friend
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Venezuela, Australia, then me.

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But when it’s too late for drunks
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 and too early for milkmen
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Give me the moonlight, give me a 
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spade.
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I’ve got soil on my fingers; 
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I’ve got worms in my shoes,
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The stench of death lingers 
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when I lie next to you,
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I’ve been allowed about an hour to
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 comprehend
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That I simply can’t walk out the 
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door
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They’ve got rules by which I must 
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abide; regulations to keep me 
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secure.

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With a help chute and a carbon 
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monoxide alarm
D                       Dm       
We would still have our Thursday 
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afternoons
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Consolation in the form of a halogen
 lamp
D            Dm                  
Dark was the night, cold was the 
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ground.

Em              G          C   
When you’ve got nothing to lose
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 you get worms in your shoes
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You get the subterranean lovesick 
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blues.

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I’m still your number one fan; 
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I’m your Betterware man
                          C   Bb  
I’m still your number one fan; I’m
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 your Betterware man
                          C   Bb  
I’m still your number one fan; I’m
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 your Betterware man.