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Could develop a taste for Aston MartinsCould develop a feeling for the fine thingsCould develop a gadget to get freeSomething to give patience to a lost manBut when I gave up on happiness I felt so relievedI spilled coffee all over my sleeveAll those trips to the beach that I wastedI don't want a million cause I'm a simple manI just want a shower that I can rely onI don't want a war cause I'm a gentle manI just want the flower that doubles up as a gunMaybe there's a valley somewhereDon't suffer wear and tearJust play Rummikub all dayNo one ever lost their wayHow would they all get onGold-plated homesCould it help a man get freeHelp him to seeHaving all these Aus Songtexte Mania