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| Portsmouth from the Round Tower |
Nothing looks quite like it looked like before
When I travel down memory lane
The streets have changed, the scuffed brown front door is no
more
Nothing looks quite like it looked like before
The park seems so small and parking’s so difficult down by
the sea shore
But clouds still race o’er an ocean still blue and the
ferry still runs just the same
Nothing looks quite like it looked like before
When I travel down memory lane.
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