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Once I wondered but I don't anymore
I'm wasted time to a pretentious bore
When no one else cares to listen to your fucked up ass
You call me and talk endlessly, the time to pass
Nine days out of ten I am nothing to you
You seek me when you've nothing more to do
Like a fool I listen to your babbling lies
Tales of your love for me and wanton sighs
Then the sunrises, a new day to see
And, again, you've got no time for me
I'm wasted time to a pretentious bore
When no one else cares to listen to your fucked up ass
You call me and talk endlessly, the time to pass
Nine days out of ten I am nothing to you
You seek me when you've nothing more to do
Like a fool I listen to your babbling lies
Tales of your love for me and wanton sighs
Then the sunrises, a new day to see
And, again, you've got no time for me
Scott H. Biram - Broke Ass [link]
Well I've been livin' out the back of a beat up ol' '72 Ford
And I been spending all my money on some worn out $2 whore
You might think it's funny
But I don't think it's fair
That that ol' two timing headache
Could ever get herself anywhere
Get on up
Come on down
See the nicest piece of real estate to ever grace this town
Yeah. She's my woman.
You can see her every night
Just dancing looking wicked 'til the early mornin' light
Yeah, she's my baby
She's my broken piece of ass
She's my #1 undercover lover but she been runnin' way too fast, way too long
Come on down take a look at my bad dream
Well, I like makin' money honey but I sure don't like to work
When I could be down here just sittin',
Wipin' beer stains on my shirt
If you seen ol' Ben Franklin, won't you send his love my way
I ain't seen him in a month or two
Since my paycheck up and walked away
But over in the land of the good lookin'
They're still reelin' in the years
And we're just over here standin', lookin' crooked
Just bleeding in our tears
So get on up
Come on down
Take a good long look at my bad dream
Well it's hard to take a handout
from a friend looks just like me
'Cept his legs have both been broken
and his eyes can barely see
Somewhere way up on the high road
Where there's nothing in the way
You can't do nothing but piss off the concrete
On the ones that showed you the way
Well that's alright
It's just another broken piece
of my bad dream
Well I guess I'll see you friend
Somewhere closer to the truth
Well the bar's closing down tonight
And my words just ain't no use
Guess I'm just talkin' to a stranger
Guess I'm just pissin' in the wind
Guess I'm just lonely and crippled and angry
'Til I get on my feet again
Well get on up
Come on down
See the nicest piece of real estate to ever grace this town
Come see my woman.
You can see her every night
Just dancing looking wicked 'til the early mornin' light
Yeah, she's my baby
She's my broken piece of ass
She's my #1 undercover lover but she been runnin' way too fast, way too long
Come on down take a good long look at my bad dream
Well I've been livin' out the back of a beat up ol' '72 Ford
And I been spending all my money on some worn out $2 whore
You might think it's funny
But I don't think it's fair
That that ol' two timing headache
Could ever get herself anywhere
Get on up
Come on down
See the nicest piece of real estate to ever grace this town
Yeah. She's my woman.
You can see her every night
Just dancing looking wicked 'til the early mornin' light
Yeah, she's my baby
She's my broken piece of ass
She's my #1 undercover lover but she been runnin' way too fast, way too long
Come on down take a look at my bad dream
Well, I like makin' money honey but I sure don't like to work
When I could be down here just sittin',
Wipin' beer stains on my shirt
If you seen ol' Ben Franklin, won't you send his love my way
I ain't seen him in a month or two
Since my paycheck up and walked away
But over in the land of the good lookin'
They're still reelin' in the years
And we're just over here standin', lookin' crooked
Just bleeding in our tears
So get on up
Come on down
Take a good long look at my bad dream
Well it's hard to take a handout
from a friend looks just like me
'Cept his legs have both been broken
and his eyes can barely see
Somewhere way up on the high road
Where there's nothing in the way
You can't do nothing but piss off the concrete
On the ones that showed you the way
Well that's alright
It's just another broken piece
of my bad dream
Well I guess I'll see you friend
Somewhere closer to the truth
Well the bar's closing down tonight
And my words just ain't no use
Guess I'm just talkin' to a stranger
Guess I'm just pissin' in the wind
Guess I'm just lonely and crippled and angry
'Til I get on my feet again
Well get on up
Come on down
See the nicest piece of real estate to ever grace this town
Come see my woman.
You can see her every night
Just dancing looking wicked 'til the early mornin' light
Yeah, she's my baby
She's my broken piece of ass
She's my #1 undercover lover but she been runnin' way too fast, way too long
Come on down take a good long look at my bad dream
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