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: One, two, three, kick! Come on everybody, clap your hands Ooh, you're looking good Are you having a good time? I sure am Do you like soul music? (No) Well, do the trouser press, baby! One, two three! Trouser press fever! Wooh! Trouser press fever! Wooh! Trouser press fever! Wooh! Trouser press fever! Wooh! Give it all you can It's much better than A pre-fabricated concrete cold bunker! : You're so savage, Roger. Press those trousers! Ecstasy boost, ecstasy The coffee increases shirt crease Turn up for the books now Trouser it to me Don't hang me up now (Cheering) : The programme you have been listening to is a one-act play in eight parts by G. G. Dunnett for eighteen albatrosses and reservoir. The part of Old Bill was played by a frying pan. The other part of Old Bill was played by Sir Rupert Carpet who found a pair of swimming trunks on his head and was surprised...
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