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I’m so happy to get fan love! Coffeebookbandbat, these are some lyrics to  “Alack for I Can Get No Play” reposted here for you.

 

Alack for I Can Get No Play

 

As I strolled down along the quay

All in the lateness of the day

I heard a lonely maiden say

“Alack for I can get no play!”

 

Alack for I can get no play.

O woe is me and lackaday.

O chaste and pure I’ll always stay.

Alack for I can get no play!

 

So she to mirror straight away

And did her dusky hair array,

And for her dress she much did pay,

Though on her bod it would not stay.

 

And down she walked along the street,

A handsome lad she hoped to meet

And sore by dawn were her dainty feet

But all the boys were gay.

 

Then cried she at the break of day

And hung her head in such dismay

To mourn the dearth of fine bootay:

Alack for I can get no play!

 

Alack for I can get no play.

O woe is me and lackaday.

O chaste and pure I’ll always stay.

Alack for I can get no play!

 

 

 

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