He runs a little shop with the room at the top,
And a mortgage all around it.
His little lady will be fifty-three on Monday,
And his only son's in the navy.

But he doesn't shout about it,
No he doesn't shout about it,
He's a one in a million,
He's a one in a million.

He runs a little shop with a room at the top,
The advertisements surround it.
He's very content with the things at the moment,
Except the yellow line by the pavement.

But he doesn't shout about it ...

He's lucky and happy, just because
The battle's not for him to fight.
He doesn't have a cause,
Perhaps he's wrong, perhaps he's right.

He runs a little shop with a room at the top,
And he parks his car behind it.
He's insured for a couple of thousand,
And he's almost due for a pension.

But he doesn't shout about it ...

He's lucky and happy, just because ...

He runs a little shop with a room at the top,
And a mortgage all around it.
His little lady will be fifty-three on Monday,
And his only son's in the navy.

But he doesn't shout about it ...

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