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Good morning Britain A soft-boiled egg Piers is on Lorraine Shooting pains down my left leg Holly and Phil can pay your energy bills Dead wasp on the windowsill The last drops of Blossom Hill Hailstones on the bus up to Lidl The booze-aisle is dark and wide A cork upon its ceaseless tide Let the darkness roll inside And I went to work for Dad In the jewellery shop I wish I had Gone onto higher education - But Tom was always the clever one Cash in the Attic A Place in the Sun A very long-overduе phonecall From my son William Deal or No Deal or No Dеal or Letras de cancionesNo Deal or No Deal - Box number 17 is opened to reveal A wound that's never healed TV drifting out of sight A cup filled to the brim of night Let the darkness roll inside I don't want any more regrets My dreams died like dolphins in a net I never got to go to Venice And how many summers have I left? I still can't believe I'm a grandma Jen just passed her driving test I'm gonna put a couple of thousand pounds Towards a car And take her on holiday - Make memories before it's all too late There we are beneath the Rialto Bridge Huddled in a gondola From Letras Mania