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Your Side

Having used Margaret Thatcher in another song already,
I needed to move on to other British distractions.
Lyrics:
Don't look now, I'm lying on your side of the bed
I'm making a dent in the spot in the pillow where you rest your forehead
I like to get comfortable here on your side of the bed
Take off my socks, enjoy a glass of milk and an ice cream cookie
You can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on your side forever more
Just as long as there's always room for me on your half
Don't look now, I'm walking up your side of the street
I'm writing your name in pink chalk letters on your neighbor's sidewalk
I'm telling everyone who lives on your side of the street
About the time you saw them dancing through their kitchen window
You can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on your side forever more
Just as long as there's always room for me on your half
If we went to England, I'd be sitting on the wrong side of the bed
Writing out a list of things I miss about you, right from A to double-Zed
And if some Page Three girl tried to get in your side of the bed
I'd tell her, "mind the gap", and send her back to Covent Garden
You can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on your side forever more
Just as long as there's always room for me on your half
Don't look now but there's a spider crawling up your side of the bed
That's ok, I'm not that scared, I'm not climbing under your silky covers
'cause any minute you'll be climbing in your side of the bed
Everything will turn all warm and musical and magical
You can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on your side forever more
Just as long as there's always room for me on your half
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