The Beautiful South

The Beautiful South - 'Till You Can't Tuck It In lyrics

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Your figure like your friendship

Gradually grows and grows

The clothes that you thought that you'd shrunk

Their size just froze



When the body that you thought of as yours

Just ups and goes

I'll be happy with the weight

Of the partner that I chose



Your quick-step is slower

But your spirit's still out on the floor

And you can still hack it

'Cause you know what your feet are free for

And I'll love my dear

'Til you can't tuck it in anymore, anymore



Your second grey hair came a month

After the first

It didn't make you better

But it didn't make you feel any worse



Your third grey hair appeared

With the fourth on your beard

Your fifth, sixth, seventh sprouted out

From your nose and your ears



And I'll love you my partner

'Til you can't hide the grey anymore

Your distinguished good looks

Am the ones young girls cannot ignore

And I'll love you my partner

'Til the grey hairs hairdressers floor, hairdressers floor



Your eighth and your ninth and your tenth

You just looked to the sky

Like the charge of the Light Brigade

Was passing you by



Your quick-step is slower

But your spirit's still out on the floor

When it comes to raw beauty

You've a whole whorehouse waiting in store

Your corset has grown

Bid you're still always first to the drawer



And I'll love you my partner (And I'll love you my partner)

'Til the grey hairs the hairdresser's floor

Hairdresser's floor, hairdresser's floor
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