My lovely horse Running through the field Where are you going with your fetlocks blowing In the wind? I want to cover you with sugar lumps And ride you over fences Polish your mane every single day And bring you to the horse... dentist. My lovely horse A pony no more Running around with the man on your back Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the... night (and then the instrumental section)
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