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"Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets
Staring over at the neighbor's, knickers down.
He's got his knickers down."
Sings the happy-go-lucky Head Bar-ex-turtle.
He's behind Bar with a HUGE stack of papers in front of him.
There are crayons.
Fear.
Staring over at the neighbor's, knickers down.
He's got his knickers down."
Sings the happy-go-lucky Head Bar-ex-turtle.
He's behind Bar with a HUGE stack of papers in front of him.
There are crayons.
Fear.
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"So we sailed up to the sun...?"
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"Till we found a sea of green,"
There's a slight shifting underneath Mel as the topmost piece of paper is replaced with a new one. One with the complete lyrics to the song they're singing.
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"And we lived beneath the waves,
In our yellow submarine."
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We all live in a yellow submarine,
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine,
We all live in a yellow submarine,
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine,"
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"And our friends are all on board."
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"Many more of them live next door,"
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"And the band begins to play:"
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"We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine"
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We have our Mel, she's all we need, all we need
Hair of blue,Hair of blue, and braid of green,braid of green
In our yellow in our yellow
Submarine Submarine."
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Right up against his face, as well.
"Hey."
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He's trying to keep his voice down, for fear of blowing out her wee beady ear drums.
"hey yourself."
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"That's what you said last week."
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He attempts to blink against her eyelash tug.
"Can I help you with something?"
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It's not that he doesn't believe her, he just wants to make extra special sure.
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Her head's against his neck now, hands flat against the sinews of his throat. She's... well, she's fine. There's nothing she can do about this right now, not really hurting. Slightly annoyed, but certainly not worried. He's here. She loves him. It's all good.
"Hey, You wanna see if we can get a saddle for Stampy?"
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"Think I might be the wrong person to be asking that of..."
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"Oh, go on. Can Bar do one?"
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"Don't see why not....you really think Stampy'd go for something like that?"
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Yeah, that's all she's got. But wouldn't it be fun?
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"Have you ever been six inches tall and tried to ride her?"
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