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Wish you were here
(bloody glad you're not)
Weather warm and sunny
(can't sleep it's so fuckin' hot)
There's an all day running buffet
(we've both got the trots)
An' we're millionaires with this funny money
(skint wi' spare noughts)
I'm off to the beach now
(my turn to guard our spot)
So I'll see you all soon
Lots of love... Dot