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This is a public warning Be careful when you’re out We’re having freaky weather There’s a lot of it about On the terraces he’s swinging He’s a monkey on the roof You’ve seen him on the telly So let me introduce T.O.P.M.A.N He’s naughty by nature T.O.P.M.A.N. On doubles and chasers T.O.P.M.A.N. He’s a little boy racer T.O.P.M.A.N. Shooting guns on the high street of love In a crowd it’s hard to spot him But anonymity can cost He’s never cheap or cheerful He’s Hugo and he’s Boss He’s riding through the desert On a Camel Light And on a magic carpet He’ll fly away tonight Open sesame.. T.O.P.M.A.N. He sees her in double Then pukes on the pavement Likes her all clean and shaven Shooting guns on the high street of love Get This Ringtone

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