I saw the light on her bike as she entered the pothole
I saw her blonde wig come loose on the bars
She was a woman (I think)
As she climbed out, I watched, and there were stars
My my my Injury Lawyers4U
Why why why Injury Lawyers4U
I could see, that girl was good for a claim
Shot over with clipboard and said who was to blame
At break of day when they came to fix the pothole
I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
Another man with a bigger claim form had been there before
My my my commission
Why why why no commission
So before they come to tarmac the floor
Forgive me o Pothole, I just couldn't take any more
She stood there laughing
I felt the shovel in my hand and she laughed no more
My my my pothole
Why why why pothole
So before they come to tarmac the floor
I dug another pothole, I just couldn't take any more
I dug another pothole, I just couldn't take any more
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