Dean Wareham - Robin & Richard

Robin and Richard
Were two pretty men
Laying in bed
Till the clock struck ten
Oh brother, oh brother
Look at the sky
Oh brother, oh brother
The sun is so high

The stars haven’t dealt me
The worst they could do
My pleasures are plenty
My troubles are two

I’m living on greenies
And Aperol spritz
I stay at La Quinta
Never the Ritz
They’ve taken my license
They’ve taken my girl
I been on a diet
And my trousers don’t fit

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Dean Wareham

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