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Dr. Watson, I Presume Lyrics

Lyricist- Elvis Costello

Artist- Elvis Costello

Album-National Ransom

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.I sat in a motel room with the doctor> Just before we were supposed to sing
He said regarding this guardian wing
This black and clipped misshapen thing
Hobbling on from claw to ring
Hung upside down and cawing
Pecking at carrion of the fallen
Battalion
Thawing
On f.

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