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Herman S Hermits My Old Dutch

regular out an' outer. She's a dear old gal, an' I'll tell you all about 'er; It's forty years since fust we met, Her hair was then as black as jet. It's

regular out an' outer. She's a dear old gal, an' I'll tell you all about 'er; It's forty years since fust we met, Her hair was then as black as jet. It's

out an' outer. She's a dear old gal, an' I'll tell you all about 'er; It's forty years since fust we met, Her hair was then as black as jet. It's whiter