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1. Jimmy Bean was a funny lookin' fellah,
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if he had another mouth, he'd
look much sweller
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but the "race"
queered him from winning a beauty show.
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It was like a steamboat funnel
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or a railway arch, or the
Blackwall Tunnel,
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when you can't see Jim, when
he opens his mouth you'll know.
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And as poor Jim goes walkin'
about,
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you can hear the kids all
'ollerin' out.
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(What?) What? Ooh, um....
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"What a mouth! What a mouth! What a North and South !
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"Blimey, what a mouth he's got"!
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Now when he was a baby, well, oh Gawd luv 'er!
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His poor old muvver used to feed him with a shovel.
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What a gap! Poor chap! He's never been known to laugh (Oy!)
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If he did, it's a penny to a quid that his face would fall in half !
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2. Mouth so large, oh Lord! oh Lumme!
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He can whisper in his own ear,
ain't it funny?
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And to quench his thirst, now
he's gotta take a drink o' mine.
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He got so drunk one foggy morn.
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he lay in the road and started
to yawn,
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and a poor old man was
delivering coals close by.
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And as he went to shoot the
load,
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he saw Jim's mouth out in the
road.
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(What?) Eh? Ooh, what? Oh,
yes....
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"What a mouth! What a mouth! What a North and South !
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"Blimey, what a mouth he's got"!
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Now the poor old man, bein' a short sighted fellah,
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when he saw Jim's mouth, he took it for the cellar.
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And he shot the lot, right into his mouth, no joke! (Oy!)
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Jim, poor soul's got a tummy full of coal
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and he corfs up lumps o' coke! (Oy!)
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(What?) Eh? What, eeh, ooh, ooh, cor
blimey,
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I thought it was all over. Oh. yes, um....
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(orig. = capo 1st) (Tommy
Steele)