G C D
There's a haze on the skyline to wish me on my way
G C D
And there's a note on the telephone, some roses on a tray
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And the motorway's stretching, right out to us all
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As I pull on my old wings, One White Duck on your wall
Bb Am
Isn't it just to damn real?
Am D Am
One White Duck on your wall
D Am
One duck on your wall
G C D
I'll catch a ride on your violin, strung up on your bow
G C D
And I'll float on your melody, sing your Chorus soft and low
D Cadd9 EM D Em
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called
D Cadd9 D Em7 D Em D
You can see from the fireplace, One White Duck on your wall
Bb Am
Isn't it just to damn real?
Am D Am
One White Duck on your wall
D Am
One duck on your wall
D Em
One duck on your wall
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Something must be wrong with me and my brain
G C D
if I'm so patently unrewarding.
G C

But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
 way
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and my zero to your power of ten equals nothing at all.


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There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.

G C D
I'm available for consultation,
G C G...F...G

But remember your way in is also my way out,
F Cadd9 G...F...G
and
love's four-letter word is no compensation.
G C G...F...G


Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on 
skates
G C D
so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusions.

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Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays
F C G
to be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion.