Oh the faucet started drippin' in the kitchen
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And last night your picture fell down from the wall
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Today the boss said sorry I can't use you anymore
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And just then the light bulb went out in the hall
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Things have gone to pieces since you left me
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Nothing turns out half right now it seems
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There ain't noithing in my pocket but three nickels and a dime
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But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream
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Things have gone to pieces...
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Things Have Gone To Pieces
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| Conway Twitty |
