She puts my body away
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Next to the trash
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Under the sink
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Along with all the cleaning supplies and the things that we buy and decide we don't need
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Well it's damp and it's dark and it's lonely in here
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Next to the trash
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Under the sink
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But everyone needs some time off now and then
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'Cause I'm happy my friends
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Don't feel sorry for me
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She says if you're playin' the game
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I hope you know you won't win it
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And if you tell me you're next to the trash
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Well I'll tell you I'm in it
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Why would you want me to touch you if you know I don't mean it?
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She's right I'm mean when I'm bored
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So I dig through the trash looking for her
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She can wash herself off
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In the mist from the pipes
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We could use more of that around here that's for sure
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But it seems that whoever has thrown her away
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Has forgotten the trash under the sink
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Or was it a joke meant to buy her some time
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All the citrus and pine make it harder to think
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So I say if you're playing the game
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I hope you know you won't win it
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And I'll be sorry if they threw you away
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It's just that they didn't
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She says "Boy, you'd better take it back right now and I mean it"
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She puts my body away
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Then chases my mind up to the roof
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It jumps in the gutter
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But she pulls it out
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And it's all part of having a man in the house
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It jumps in the gutter she pulls it out
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And it's all part of having a man in the house
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Next To The Trash
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| Punch Brothers |
