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My Les Paul
Now that the limelight is gone
and no bees or ginseng to need
with no wine to let breathe
just walking the walk
sipping my orange pekoe
and no contract with the devil
listening to the Bee Gees
Saturday Night Fever
and free as a butterfly
without a catcher's mitt
to field a foul ball
playing my Les Paul,
electric guitar
and no bees or ginseng to need
with no wine to let breathe
just walking the walk
sipping my orange pekoe
and no contract with the devil
listening to the Bee Gees
Saturday Night Fever
and free as a butterfly
without a catcher's mitt
to field a foul ball
playing my Les Paul,
electric guitar
Published 24th Aug 2022
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