In the town where I was bored
Lived a man, who sold me his TV
And he told me of his time
Using a yellow scrub machine.
So he brushed away the dust
Until he found a floor of wood
And said he loved scrubbing, beneath the shelves
Using his yellow scrub machine.
He loved to use a yellow scrub machine
A yellow scrub machine, a yellow scrub machine
He loved to use a yellow scrub machine
A yellow scrub machine, a yellow scrub machine.
And his friends are all abroad
But some of them live next door
And they all began to sing
We all love to use a yellow scrub machine
A yellow scrub machine, a yellow scrub machine
We all love to use a yellow scrub machine
A yellow scrub machine, a yellow scrub machine.
Full clean ahead mister Johnstone, full clean ahead!
Full clean ahead it is sir!
Drag the cable, pull the cable
Aye-aye skipper, aye-aye!
And they all lived a life of ease
Everyone of them has all they need.
Sky of blue and sea of green
Everything looks lovely, when using
A yellow scrub machine.
We all love using our yellow scrub machines
Yellow scrub machines, yellow scrub machines
We all love using our yellow scrub machines
Yellow scrub machines, yellow scrub machines.
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