Kingsize (You're My Little Steam Whistle)

Bring on the kingsize charade, I can't seem

To be foreign to your ways, you're my little fab one

You're the only one that smiles

It hurts to fight with lies that bend my mindKing, king, kingBring on the trumpet brigade, be more than

My twenty miles away, you're my little fab one

You're the only one that smiles

How come memories always slip away?You're my little fab one, you're my little fab one

You're my little fab one, you're my little fab one

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