Juicy Eureka lives on her own,
Riding the road in her mobile home,
Reading the weather, watching the clouds,
Teling the birds off for singing too loud.
Juicy, juicy sourpuss Eureka
You're such a pretty girl,
You're such a sourpuss Eureka,
You know you've got all the time in the world.
Juicy Eureka cries in the night,
Wakes up the bed bugs, up with a fright,
And having this, never stops yearning,
Something's are never too late for learning.
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12 April 2006 / John Relph / Thanks to Gareth Senior