It's late, so late for 1638
I've driven down to London and come back
Pearl was, as usual, so terribly late
In getting ready to leave home and pack
Her stuff in my small car, in which there lacked
Space for it all, but we still crammed it in
She's relocated to the big old smoke
A fashionable part of north London
Caledonian Road, full of hip folk
Near Camden and Islington. I'm half broke
Already this month, cos my car has ate
Eighty-five quid of petrol there and back
But she's safely there. I wish her good luck
In getting a job and having a great
Time with her housemates in her London shack
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