When your head falls off your neck
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And hits the ground with a smack
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And you're back on the wrong track
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Where' your at when you lost you're head
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Get out of bed that's what I said
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And you're feeling like the dead seeing red
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Reborn where's my porn
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My pants are torn up damnit where's the wine
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Put my body in a pine box baby
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Bustin' clocks changin' my locks
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I know the time it's time to get up
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And get out and get over this
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But I don't know how and I don't know why
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And the world goes round
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And the world goes around
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And the world goes round & round
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When your bets been beat and they turn up the heat
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And you feel a little weak and you can hardly speak
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And the coconuts come to your house with a bomb
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And blow up the cake you got from your mom
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And your diapers aren't dry and the neighbors all die
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And you feel a little high a little higher than the big blue sky
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And you wring your hands and the blood pours out
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And the blood pours out
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When your friends evaporate and you can't catch a break
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And you're tied to the stake and everything you hate
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Comes crashing down on your big round
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Golen greazy crown and you can't make a sound
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And you feel like your drowning and you stumble through the dark
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And the dogs start to bark and you're fired on a lark
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And your skin starts to spark and you're burning up inside
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And your dentures start to slide
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Round & Round
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| Bob Schneider |
