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living in the pet shop - ringo starr lyrics

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i got up today and i took a look around
i was living in a pet shop
living this life is really getting me down
living in a pet shop

all of this noise and all of this clatter
all day long we just chat, chat, chatter
oh, what a life, will it ever stop?
living in a pet shop

(aum)

i’ve been here, it’s all i ever have known
living in a pet shop
all i ever wanted was a home of my own
but i’m living in a pet shop

(meow) you might say we’re a little overcrowded
(meow) chock-a-bloc bunnies, there’s no doubt about it
oh, what a life, will it ever stop?
living in a pet shop

come on, people, won’t somebody try me?
i’m a nice fellow, won’t somebody buy me?

(aum)
(aum)
(aum, aum, aum)

i got up today and i took a look around
i was living in a pet shop
living this life is really getting me down
living in a pet shop

(meow) if i stay here my heart is gonna break me
(meow) if you’re going my way, won’t you, please, take me?
oh, what a life, will it never stop?
living in a pet shop
living in a pet shop

(oh, what a life will it never stop – aum-meow)
(oh, what a life will it never stop – aum-meow)
(oh, what a life will it never stop – aum-meow)
(oh, what a life will it never stop – aum-meow)

“i shall be bought by someone rich and famous. i shall live in a golden cage in a great house.” said the with mouse to a budgerigar. they were sitting in a window of a pet shop in liverpool. they spoke a language called animo which no human being can understand. all the dogs and cats, birds and fish spoke animo

a little boy came into the shop

“i’m looking for a mouse.” the boy bought the mouse

the mouse opened his eyes in a house in liverpool. he was in a cage. people were talking about him. he couldn’t understand them. at this time he could speak only animo

“i must learn this language,” thought the mouse, “if i’m to get anywhere at all.”

“hey, you lot! come and get your scouse!” shouted mother. scouse is a kind of stew made in liverpool. “here you are, mouse, have a bit of scouse, you’re a liverpool mouse so you should eat scouse. hey! that’s what i’ll call him, scouse the mouse!”

the father switched on the television

“terrific!”

scouse the mouse had discovered television. he watched everything. he watched the rock groups. scouse’s favorite group was called the jollies. they were a musical family

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