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Testo Ada
Ada you died and left nothing at all
Twenty pound notes wrapped up into a ball
Held by the red rubber bands that remained
After the postman brought no post again
They found the money and bought you a hole
Hired you a priest to give life to your soul
No friends attended it you were alone
They'd been too busy attending their own
Twenty pound notes wrapped up into a ball
Held by the red rubber bands that remained
After the postman brought no post again
They found the money and bought you a hole
Hired you a priest to give life to your soul
No friends attended it you were alone
They'd been too busy attending their own
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