zondag 28 april 2013

Mickey Jupp - My typewriter




In my study, in the east wing of my castle, on a dusty desk sits my typewriter
And my typewriter sits on my desk every day and night, never makes a sound
My typewriter, everything it does it does it right, because I write it down
It’s grammatically correct, dots its i’s and crosses t’s
It does what it should do each time I press the keys, oh

My typewriter doesn’t hear the rain or feel the cold
Doesn’t know these troubles of mine
My typewriter only tells me what I want to be told
And it tells me in my time
No matter how I’m feeling if I’m happy or I’m blue
It says the words I can’t say to you, oh

My typewriter, my typewriter, my typewriter, my typewriter

My typewriter sits on my desk every day and night
Never makes a sound
My typewriter, everything it does it does it right, aha
Because I write it down
It’s grammatically correct, dots its i’s and crosses t’s
It does what it should do each time I press the keys, oh

My typewriter, my typewriter, my typewriter, my typewriter
My typewriter, my typewriter, my typewriter, my typewriter

My typewriter

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