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FBobby's off on holiday, Away across the sea
CSetting up his easel, A new scene to see
FSays that he's had enough, Of standing in the rain
CNow he's looking for the good life, BbWith European pain
DmDid you know your Cgarden's overBbgrown
And what is Fshown?
FMeeting all these pretty girls Singing golden hair
CHe's in touch with the painter's mind And Syd's unflinching stare
FDrinking wine in the Moulin Rouge Sipping kaffee in Berlin
CMight take in the colored lights BbIn the city they call sin
DmHe could see The Cwriting on the Bbwall
Ten feet Ftall
DmDid you know your Cgarden's overBbgrown
And what is Fshown?
DBut oh there are Dmtimes
He Bbwished the world Would fade just into Amsight
DAnd oh, the feelings that Dmchanged
Were Bbthicker than the brush strokes of Amfame
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FNow he rides the dirt roads of old southern Spain
CAnd when senoritas sing He can hear them say
DmDid you know your Cgarden's overBbgrown
And what is Fshown?
DmHe could see The Cwriting on the Bbwall
Ten feet Ftall
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