Jumble Sale (2006 Digital Remaster)-Jake Thackray

[ti:Jumble Sale] [ar:Jake Thackray] [al:Jake In A Box Vol 1 & 2] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Jumble Sale (2006 Digital Remaster) - Jake Thackray [00:07.86]My love life was as humble [00:09.14]As my features when I stumbled [00:10.87]On the jumble sale unbelievable [00:14.71]The things that you can find there [00:16.32]They've got stuff of every kind there [00:18.18]At the jumble sale [00:19.51] [00:20.25]I was down and out I'd nowhere else to go [00:23.48]I'd sown my oats I'd flung my fling [00:25.88] [00:26.67]The parish hall was all lit up its doors were wide [00:29.59]I poked my nose inside [00:31.45]Before I'd time to hide [00:33.28]The vicar asked me in [00:34.72] [00:38.10]Romance perchance prevails [00:44.10] [00:45.63]At humdrum jumble sales [00:51.53] [00:54.72]With a jaded eye I eyed the faded piles of lumber [00:57.56]Of the jumble sale rough and tumble sale [01:01.58]Where ladies of the village fight like visigoths for pillage [01:04.60]Dear old jumble sale [01:06.21] [01:06.76]But behind the cut glass brass and pewter pots [01:10.10]The plaster p**sy cats the china gnomes [01:12.66] [01:13.23]I saw a girl a wild eyed butterfly [01:15.81] [01:16.63]Junoesque but shy [01:18.01]And just the thing for my [01:19.53]For my mantelpiece at home [01:21.57] [01:24.70]Chick of the bric a brac [01:30.76] [01:32.20]Pick of the vicar's knick knacks [01:38.19] [01:41.44]With a pounding pulse I skulked around the bulky counters [01:44.27]Of the jumble sale fumbling at bundles [01:48.01]Of those long departed trousers old pyjama tops and blouses [01:51.22]Found at jumble sales [01:52.97] [01:53.71]I'd not got the savoir faire the flair [01:56.40]I hardly dare look over at her stand [01:59.29] [01:59.87]But with determination which defies belief [02:03.02]All set to come to grief [02:04.66]I grit my snaggle teeth [02:06.29]And I took her by the hand [02:08.29] [02:11.54]One bob per objet d'art [02:17.81] [02:19.07]Gratis and carte blanche my heart [02:25.19] [02:28.38]Iacta was my alea my chips were down and numbered [02:31.49]At the jumble sale but suddenly my tongue tied [02:35.05]I just burbled I just bumbled [02:36.51]I was sure my chance had crumbled [02:38.29]At the jumble sale [02:39.76] [02:40.32]I just stood there in a funk a dumbstruck booboo [02:43.83]Gawping at her pretty bibelots [02:46.00] [02:46.79]But then she smiled not much but I knew then [02:49.86]I'd see her lips again [02:51.54]Her bijoux and her gems [02:53.08]And her precious curios [02:54.70] [02:58.23]Perchance romance prevails [03:04.86] [03:05.82]So come to some humdrum jumble sales [03:13.03] [03:15.68]Jumble sales [03:17.31] [03:19.64]Come to some crummy jumble sales