Caravan - Nick Heyward

Driving down to Camber Sands

With all the windows down

All your pleasures flourish

As they hit the ground

One of your loves was a caring, sharing person

They had a lot of love to give

But you don’t really want to share no more

And they don’t seem to really care

About the young idea

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You could tow the nicest man

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In your green and pleasant land

Don’t you know she still loves to play The Jam?

Entertaining Mister Sailing

For the seventh time

Summer isn’t easy

When it’s only ten by nine

Oh, but they don’t seem

To really care about the young idea

Caravan, caravan

You could tow the nicest man

Caravan, caravan

In your green and pleasant land

Don’t you know she still loves to play The Jam?

Caravan, caravan

You could tow the nicest man

In your new caravan

You just love to play The Jam

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Tow my caravan