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Desmond has a girl in the market place Molly is a singer in a band Desmond says to Molly, girl, I like your face And Molly says to that she's taken by the man Oh, bloody, oh, bloody, let's go on La, la, la, let's go on Oh, bloody, oh, bloody, let's go on La, la, la, let's go on Desmond takes a trolley to the jewelry store Bites a manly carrot for the spring Takes it back to Molly, waiting at the door And as she gives it to her shabby and skipping Oh, bloody, oh, bloody, let's go on Not in love and let's go on