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The Three of Me

(Ahh ahh)

There's a voice on the phone

Who just called in to say

"Mr. Jones isn't home, he'll be gone for the day"So he pulls down the blind

To adjust his disguise

But it's all in his mind which he proudly deniesTurn the boat back from the weir

Where to go from here, I can't hide from each face I see

Looking out from behind them is meI'm attempting to guess

What they meant when they said

"Mr. Jones and his guest won't be using the bed"So if I take the rap

While they stay out of sight

I can spring from the trap when the timing is rightOne minute I think I know what I mean

The next I hear voices inside disagree

Why are they laughing at me?Oww!

Ha ha ha ha

Oww!

Ha ha ha ha

AhSo I pick up the phone

Someone's asking of me

Is the real Mr. Jones, Mister one, two or three?

(One two three)So I say that they're not

But it's not as I say

'Cause they're all that I''ve got and I can't get awayAlice waves us through the glass, are we home at last?

For tomorrow they'll be here you see

Locked away safe inside there with me

'Cause tomorrow they'll be here you'll see

Locked away safe inside there with meOne minute I think I know what I mean

The next I hear voices inside disagree

Why are they laughing at me?

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