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Lame
by Slobberbone
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Now everything's fine,
But I'm still gonna whine
You've got eyes that shine,
But they aren't mine unless I pay for them in full
And that's the rule
And I guess that's cool
But I ain't no fool,
And I won't be made to look like I'm some troglodyte
I won't come home until it's night
Can't be seen just hanging around,
Unless you come along
Girl if you go, I'm gonna stay home
But if you stay, I'll go away,
And I won't come back all night
No that ain't right, but let's not fight
These words are trite, but there the only ones I know
You must have things to do,
And I can't always be with you
There's a thousand reasons I could name,
But every single one is lame
You take these chains, break these ties that bind me
my whole life
Take me home, I don't mind, and now we both hate life
Face down in some bar you'll find me waiting, wife,
calling out your name
Now wait a minute dear
Get yourself another beer
And as long as you're there, Get me one too and we'll work this thing all out
I had no doubt
Don't you sit there and pout
Now everything's fine,
But I'm still gonna whine
You've got eyes that shine,
But they aren't mine unless I pay for them in full
And that's the rule
And I guess that's cool
But I ain't no fool,
And I won't be made to look like I'm some troglodyte
I won't come home until it's night
Can't be seen just hanging around,
Unless you come along
Girl if you go, I'm gonna stay home
But if you stay, I'll go away,
And I won't come back all night
No that ain't right, but let's not fight
These words are trite, but there the only ones I know
You must have things to do,
And I can't always be with you
There's a thousand reasons I could name,
But every single one is lame
You take these chains, break these ties that bind me
my whole life
Take me home, I don't mind, and now we both hate life
Face down in some bar you'll find me waiting, wife,
calling out your name
Now wait a minute dear
Get yourself another beer
And as long as you're there, Get me one too and we'll work this thing all out
I had no doubt
Don't you sit there and pout
