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(lowell george) |
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You yelled "hey" |
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When your car wouldn't start |
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Got real nervous, started to eat your heart out |
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You're so fat, your shoes don't fit on your feet |
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You got trouble |
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And it's tailor made, mama lay down your head in the shade |
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Coz your eyes are tired and your feet are too |
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And you wish the world was as tired as you |
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Well i write a letter and i nd it today |
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And put all the trouble in it you had today, had today |
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You yelled "hey" |
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When your stove blew up |
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Upset, why yes |
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The footprints on your ceiling are almost gone |
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And you're wondering why |
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Mama lay your head down don't you |
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Your eyes are tired and your feet are too |
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And you wish the world was as tired as you |
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Well i write a letter and i send it away |
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And i put in it all the trouble you had today, had today |
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All the trouble in it |
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Well your telephone rang and you weren't home |
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You forgot about this and you forgot about that |
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Got to get to what you're doing |
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Goodbye click that so and so |
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You're an islander on your own, on your own |
