I told you I'd leave some flairs on
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In case you ever wanted to find my home
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You frowned and said well the dang Law should arrest ya
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Now this old house keeps falling apart
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So I went down to the local Wal-mart
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And bought this coleman lantern to impress ya
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Chorus
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'Coz every light in the house is blown
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I keep on a-clapping
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But they don't clap on
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House looks like where the Armish live
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There's really no point to pay the power bill
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'Coz every light in the house is blown
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The numbers won't even light up on my telephone
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'Coz every light in the house is blowd
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It got awful dang depressing
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The bulbs all blew out one by one
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And I just can't afford right now to replace them
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Until then I'll sit here in the dark
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'Coz I can't get this old generator to start
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I got four batteries but I don't wanna waste 'em
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Chorus
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'Coz every light in the house is blown
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I'd love to sell the place but it can't be shown
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Looks like where the Clampet's lived
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Before they packed up and moved to Beverly Hills
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Every light in the house is blown
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No more reading 'Country Weekly'
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While I'm on the Throne
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'Coz every light in the house blown
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Can' see a thing 'til the crack of dawn
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House looks like where Ben Franklin's born
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Before he flew a kite in an electrical storm
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A-every light in the house is blown
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I was hopin' maybe Trace would float me along
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'Coz every light in the house is blown
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Every Light In The House Is Blown
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| Cledus T. Judd |
