An ode to the immensely powerful Clover
(Think Groovy Train by The Farm)
Clover Train
Saw you cycling down our street
Well you looked quite neat
Tight lycra shorts and short ‘blond’ hair
With not a care in the World
Tucked in behind you just this week
Well, we did not speak
You turned your back and gave the road a stare
As if you did not care
(about my the pain in my legs)
Well, I don’t where you come from
I don’t give a damn
I don’t care where you come from
You’ve some bloody engine, man!
You’re so special, oh so special yeah
He sings….
Get on, get on, get on the Clover Train
(the Clover Train)
Get on, get on, get on the Clover Train
Yeah!
Thank you, mate. Think I’d still be out there without the Clover Train.
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