| Jam in my Hat |
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| I got myself together |
| And I headed to the door |
| But when I put my hat on |
| My chin fell to the floor |
| Was warm and it was sticky |
| And it mingled in my hair |
| And as it goes, when it reached my nose |
| I swore I smelt a pear |
| |
| Was green and it was lumpy |
| It continued cross my skin |
| Went in my eyes and to my surprise |
| I could not feel a thing |
| It trundled on its journey |
| It passed across my lips |
| It reached my chin, then I caved in |
| Was poisoned by the pips |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
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| The tables they are turning |
| The jams are on the rise |
| A fruity, sweet intelligence |
| And humans they despise |
| Beware what's in your clothing |
| Then look under your bed |
| A strawberry flavoured jam is there |
| And you will soon be dead |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| You know I got jam |
| I got jam |
| yeah jam |
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| You know, the jam's still there |
| It's in my hat, it's killing me |
| The jam, beware the jam |
| Oh my God it's the jam |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
| I got jam in my hat |
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| I got jam in my hat |
| You know I got jam |
| I got jam |
| yeah jam |
