Nan True's Hole Songtext
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Nan True's Hole Songtext
There′s a place where I can hide away
Just for a little holiday
In the house of a friend we know and love
Called Nan True's Hole
- All right darlin′ let's get on, we haven't got much time.
- Um... get on with what?
- Well, darlin′ you know what, um, what we′re here for don't you?
- A-actually, I′m not quite sure.
- What do you mean, not quite sure? What did you come here for?
- I came here, uh, to find out.
- You mean... How old are you?
- Well, I'm... I′m near... getting near forty, actually.
- What, and you mean you don't know? How come you don′t know? What've you been doing all your life?
- Well, I've had a very nice life. I′ve had a very good life, but I must admit I don′t know what I'm here for.
- Well, you′re a funny one, aren't you? All right, we′ll have to help you out then. First of all... I think first of all you'd better take off your trousers.
- Uh, take off my trousers, yes... How′s that?
- That's a start. Now, come over here... That feels nice, doesn't it?
- Oh yes, very nice. Very nice. Lovely... That′s lovely... Ooh, that is nice...
- Well, how was that?
There′s a place where I can hide away
Just for a little holiday
In the house of a friend we know
Called Nan True's Hole
Just for a little holiday
In the house of a friend we know and love
Called Nan True's Hole
- All right darlin′ let's get on, we haven't got much time.
- Um... get on with what?
- Well, darlin′ you know what, um, what we′re here for don't you?
- A-actually, I′m not quite sure.
- What do you mean, not quite sure? What did you come here for?
- I came here, uh, to find out.
- You mean... How old are you?
- Well, I'm... I′m near... getting near forty, actually.
- What, and you mean you don't know? How come you don′t know? What've you been doing all your life?
- Well, I've had a very nice life. I′ve had a very good life, but I must admit I don′t know what I'm here for.
- Well, you′re a funny one, aren't you? All right, we′ll have to help you out then. First of all... I think first of all you'd better take off your trousers.
- Uh, take off my trousers, yes... How′s that?
- That's a start. Now, come over here... That feels nice, doesn't it?
- Oh yes, very nice. Very nice. Lovely... That′s lovely... Ooh, that is nice...
- Well, how was that?
There′s a place where I can hide away
Just for a little holiday
In the house of a friend we know
Called Nan True's Hole
Writer(s): Robert Wyatt, Philip Paul Brisco Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com