(Tom Waits/K. Brennan)
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They're lining up
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To mad dog your tilta whirl
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3 shots for a dollar
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Win a real live doll
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All the lies that you tell
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I believed them so well. Take them back
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Take them back to your red house
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For that fearful leap into the dark
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I did my time
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In the jail of your arms
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Now Ophelia wants to know
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Where she should turn
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Tell me...what did you do
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What did you do the last time?
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Why don't you do that
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Go on ahead and take this the wrong way
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Time's not your friend
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Do you cry. Do you pray
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Do you wish them away
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Are you still leaving nothing
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But bones in the way
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Did you bury the carnival
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Lions and all
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Excuse me while I sharpen my nails
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And just who are you this time?
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You look rather tired
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(Who drinks from your shoe)
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Are you pretending to love
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Well I hear that it pays well
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How do your pistol and your Bible and your
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Sleeping pills go?
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Are you still jumping out of windows in expensive clothes?
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Well I fell in love
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With your sailor's mouth and your wounded eyes
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You better get down on the floor
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Don't you know this is war
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Tell me who are you this time?
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Tell me who are you this time?
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Who Are You
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| Tom Waits |
