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Out in the sticks, out in the stickiness

They're chasing round in stolen ice cream vans

Suede

They're sparking up with someone, oh

They're covering up their jumpers in roses, oh

Where pigs don't fly, oh

Out over there, out in the sticky wire fire,

I've heard there's someone saying "I do"

And banging at the old piano tune

Where the pigs don't fly, I do

Where the pigs don't fly, I do

I do...