His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute.
His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute.
His voice was cloves and nightingales.
Nose, nose, jolly red nose, And who gave thee this jolly red nose . . . Nutmegs and ginger, cinnamon and cloves, And they gave me this jolly red nose.
We smoked a lot of cloves.
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