George Formby cures

George Formby films
Are my hangover cure
They always make me
Laugh very hard
Giving me a boost
And a smile on my face
When he talks to
The moon about her!
And the naughty shit
That he saw while
He’d clean the windows.
I couldn’t give a fock
About blackpool rock
Apart from when he
Sings about it!

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