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Wolf Eyed Girl


Author: Andy Fawcett
Newsgroup: alt.fan.pratchett

Honest, I tried to resist, but...
Please, bear in mind I have no musical talent, and couldn't carry a tune if you handed it to me in a bucket!

Wolf Eyed Girl, With apologies to Van Morrison

Hey, where did you go
Nights when the moon came ?
Down in the squalor
Hunting for new crime,
Yapping and a-running, hey, hey,
Yelping and a-jumping
In the early morning fog with
You, your tail a-thumping
And you, my wolf-eyed girl,
You, my wolf-eyed girl.
Whatever happened
To clothes you left behind
Going down the dwarf pub with a
Very blunt axe to grind.
Standing in the moonlight howling
Prowling by bright lunar beams,
Trotting and a-sneaking
All along the Ankh's edge
With you, my wolf-eyed girl,
You, my wolf-eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah
Just like that
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah
La dee dah.
Too dark to find my way
Now that I'm all on my own.
I stroked you the other day,
My, how your fur has grown!
Cast my protective back there, Love,
Sometime I'm overcome thinking about
Making love in the Watch House
on the Isle of Gods
With you, my wolf-eyed girl,
You, my wolf-eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah
Laying in the green grass
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold la la dee dah
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee
Gold gold, gold gold gold gold gold, gold gold gold
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d...

Andy Fawcett


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