The Divine Comedy – National Express (Ukulele)

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Take the National Express when your life's in a mess, it will make you smile

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All human life is here, from the feeble old dear to the screaming child

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From the student who knows, that to have one of those, would be suicide

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To the family man, manhandling the pram with paternal pride

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And everyone sing ba ba baba ba ba baba ba ba baba ba ba baba ba ba baba alright

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we're going where the air, is free

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On the National Express there's a jolly hostess, selling crisps and tea

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She'll provide you with drinks and theatrical winks, for a sky-high fee

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Mini skirts were in style when she danced in the aisle, back in sixty three

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But it's hard to get by, when your arse is the size of a small country

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And everyone sing ba ba baba ba ba baba ba ba baba ba ba baba ba ba baba alright

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we're going where the air, is free