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I couldn't hear you for the TV |
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I didn't know you said goodbye |
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I saw your canceled check for the airfare |
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Didn't know flyin' got too high |
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Beans for breakfast once again |
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Hard to eat 'em from the can |
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I've run out of clean utensils |
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I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man |
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I heard the crows outside my window |
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Guess, it's me they're talkin' about |
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The fire you lit, has burnt to cinders |
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Every good thing's fizzled out |
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Beans for breakfast once again |
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Hard to eat 'em from the can |
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Wish, you'd come back and wash the dishes |
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I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man |
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Caught a cold with the windows open |
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Crow droppings on my window sill |
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Probably got histoplasmosis |
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Got no gun or I would kill them crows |
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Beans for breakfast once again |
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Hard to eat 'em from the can |
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Plastic forks are a dime a dozen |
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I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man |
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Finally made it to the mailbox |
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Felt so bad I thought, I'd die |
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All I got was a bill from my doctor |
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Well, I guess flyin' ain't so high |
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Bean for breakfast once again |
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Hard to eat 'em from the can |
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Blue tick mattress cold and greasy |
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I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man |
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The house burned down from the fire that I built |
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In your closet by mistake |
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After I took all them pills |
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But I got out safe in my duck head overalls |
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Beans for breakfast once again |
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I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man |