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