Writers: Doug Supernaw/Allen Huff/Kenny King/Justin White IV/Don Crider
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Well it's good to have ol' Bob back
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For a while we though he'd found his mind
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But all he found was heartache outside these walls
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From friendly consolation to total humiliation
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He ain't fit for the real world, no not at all
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Bill tired to escape us
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His new wife thought he'd walk the line
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But she walked in to find him here almost every time
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She had him committed
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But this jury is acquitted
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Any wrong that might have come from doin' right
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Chorus:
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And we're all here, 'cause we're not all there
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Some ramble aimlessly, some sit and stare
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But there's one thing that we all share
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We're all here, 'cause we're not all there
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As for me I feel at home here
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And I like the folks who care for me
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'Cause they don't care if I'm half the man I used to be
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It's not your normal institution
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Just a run down bar in Houston
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With a sign on the door that proudly reads
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(Chorus)
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We're all here, 'cause we're not all there
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We're All Here
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| Doug Supernaw |
