Song Of Affluence Or I Wouldn'T Leave My 8­roomed House For You

Poem By Adrian Henri

I wouldn't leave my little 8­roomed house for you
I've got one missus and I don't want two

I love you baby but you must understand
That feeling you's fine and kissing you's grand
But I wouldn't leave my little wooden wife for you

Water tastes fine but money tastes sweeter
I'd rather have a fire than a paraffin heater
I wouldn't change my little 8­roomed life for you.

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