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I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth...
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south,

And now you dare to look me in the eye,
Those crocodile tears are what you cry,
It's a genuine problem, you won't try,

To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by...

Description
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth...
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south,

And now you dare to look me in the eye,
Those crocodile tears are what you cry,
It's a genuine problem, you won't try,

To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by...