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Letra de Nice Man Jack ( III Harley Street)
Nice man Jack is home again to see the morning come.
Smiling at the passers-by, he takes the midday sun.
And sometimes he would talk awhile to hear what people say.
Smiling at the passers-by, he takes the midday sun.
And sometimes he would talk awhile to hear what people say.
But they all say the same thing as he turns to walk away.
It's a pity there aren't more like him.
It's a pity there aren't more like him.
It's a pity there aren't more like him
It's a pity there aren't more like him.
It's a pity there aren't more like him.
It's a pity there aren't more like him
JOHN MILES, BOB MARSHALL
© Universal Music Publishing Group
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