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In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs Stop and say hello On the corner is a banker with a motorcar And all the people that come and go And the banker never wears a mack in the pouring rain The little children laugh at him behind his back Very strange Of every head he's had the pleasure to know |
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I sit and meanwhile back There beneath the blue suburban skies And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen He likes to keep his fire engine clean In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass It's a clean machine Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes |
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In summer meanwhile back She is anyway And though she feels as if she's in a play A four of fish and finger pies A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout |
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There beneath the blue suburban skies We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim Very strange And the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain In Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes I sit and meanwhile back |
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Penny Lane the blue There beneath Penny Lane suburban skies is in my ears and in my eyes |
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