I'm leaning on a lamp, maybe you think, I look a tramp,
Or you may think I'm hanging 'round to steal a motor-car.
But no I'm not a crook, And if you think, that's what I look,
I'll tell you why I'm here, And what my motives are.
I'm leaning on a lamp-post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady passes by.
George Formby
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