Norman Stanley James St. Clair
by The Tremeloes, from the 1967 album Chip, Dave, Alan, Rick
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Look at him there, Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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He wrote sonnets very well you know,
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People read them long ago.
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Totally bare, with just a leafy little square
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Did he write his sonnets in the nude?
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Questions like that can be rude.
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Now he stands upon the steps of City Hall all alone
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Thinkin’ ‘bout the prose he wrote in his world of stone
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Nobody cares what he’s done or what he wears
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Only children sometimes stop and stare
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At Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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Nobody cares what he’s done or what he wears
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Only children sometimes stop and stare
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At Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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Norman Stanley James St. Clair
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