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Ahhh-ha-haaa [  ] 
Look under
Look under
From the hotbed of creation
In dream-state
The cure, bulletin, zeitung
Was in no pill
Look under
The cure was in no pill
The German athletic star was continually ill
For months doctors were puzzled
The star would complain of the smell in his room
On visiting him this was found to be true
An odour resembling hot-dogs permeated the whole bedroom
A solution was only discovered by my closely watching his brother Gert
Gert was handsome, well-meaning, but slightly a careless type
Not malicious, I hope you understand and grasp
No chance
But on returning from his clerical job
Gert would park his Volkswagen at the end of the day
Willy-nilly in the driveway, usually the wrong way round,
So that the exhaust fumes would flow upwards 
Right through the open windows of the athletic star's upstairs bedroom
(Carburettor)
I also discovered that Gert would turn his engine over for up to an hour
I don't know why
Citizens in my street are also partial to this
Look under
The cure was in no pill
Obtaining a new parking space for Gert's motor car
Athletic star soon recovered
Unfortunately, this being East Germany Gert patriotically volunteered
To be sent on a labour beautification course of the countryside north-west of Dresden
And never seen again
And never seen again
Look under
The cure was in no pill
Had to look under the windowsill
The windowsill
Look under
The cure was in no pill
Had to look under the windowsill
The windowsill
From certain facts you have to go on and further
And often it is better to go around or look under 
The windowsill
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