They spelled my name wrong again
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With an E between the D and the N
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Some dope didn't know it should be an O
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They spelled my name wrong again
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Why in God's name can't they check
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It's a pain in the ass and the neck
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Not a capital crime, but it's the umpteenth time
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Why in God's name can't they check
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I see my name up there in lights
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Then I notice it's not spelled right
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Tell me why do I put up with it
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Pavorotti or Shirley would quit
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When you've been around for awhile
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These spelling mistakes start to rile
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I guess that's rock and roll
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Dyslexia takes it's toll
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You've been around for awhile
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My parents should shoulder some blame
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For calling their kid a strange name
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Spell it with me friends L-O-U-D-O... N, yes!
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My parents should shoulder some blame
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My eyes narrow, I start to squint
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I think that's my name there in print
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Tell me why do I put up with it
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Sinatra would have a shit fit!
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Wainwright has two w's
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They get that one wrong and I get the blues
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That old grammar school try 's
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Not good enough guys
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Wainwright has two w's
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One day I thought I would die
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When I saw with my very one eye
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L-U-D-I-N- W-E-I-N-R-I-G-H-T
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Thought I would die
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T.S.M.N.W.A.
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| Loudon Wainwright III |
