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The Hot Asphalt Lyrics

You may talk about your sailors, balladsingers, and the rest,

Your shoemakers and tailors that can pleasethe ladies best,
But the only ones who know the way theirpretty hearts to melt

Are the lads around the boiler makingthe hot asphalt!
We laid it in the hollows and we laidit in the flat,

If it doesn't last for ever then I swearI'll eat me hat.

I've travelled up and down the world butsure I've never felt

Any surface that's the equal to the hotasphalt!
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