Here come your pride and joy
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The comic little drunk
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You call your boy
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Making everybody smile
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Who takes your pretty plan
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And then becomes a disappearing man
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After a little while
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I saw you with your make-up running down
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Now what´s that all about
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You say you don´t want anyone around
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Cause you´re all cleaned out
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You toss the empty beer
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Not really as composed as you appear
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A icicle inside
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Wearing clothes that clash
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Wondering is this treasure, is this trash
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Still trying to decide
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About 5 o´clock here comes your clown
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With the foot he´s throwing down
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But all you say is you don´t want anyone around
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Come not right now
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There ain´t nothing to dream
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You don´t want to think about it
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I´m sorry you seem so stumped
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And I´m sorry you think you have to hold your tongue
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When your so pretty and smart
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I´m seeing you caving in
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Becoming afraid of all these men
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That you´ve given your heart
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I saw you with your make up running down
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Now what´s that all about
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You say you don´t want anyone around
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Cause you´re cleaned out
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All cleaned out
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All cleaned out
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All Cleaned Out
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| 앨리엇 스미스 (Elliott Smith) |
