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Lord Only Knows lyrics
Ahhhhhhhhhh
You only got one finger left and it's pointing at the door
And you're taking for granted what the Lord's made on the floor
So I'm picking up the pieces and I'm putting them up for sale
Throw your meal ticket out the window, put your skeletons in jail
'Cause Lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
To give yourself a call let your bottom dollars fall
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
Invite me to the seven seas like some seasick man
You will do whatever you please and I'll do whatever I can
Titantic, fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink
Don't call us when the new age gets old enough to drink
'Cause Lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
Move on up the hill there's nothing dead left to kill
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
Odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay odelay, odelay
Just passing through
Odelay, odelay, odelay, odealy
Going back to Houston
Do the hotdog dance
Going back to Houston
To get me some pants
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Loser lyrics
Pay No Mind (Snoozer) lyrics
Fuckin' With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock) lyrics
Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997 lyrics
Soul Suckin' Jerk lyrics
Truckdrivin' Neighbors Downstairs (Yellow Sweat) lyrics
Sweet Sunshine lyrics
Beercan lyrics
Steal My Body Home lyrics
Nitemare Hippy Girl lyrics
Black Hole lyrics
Mexico lyrics
Totally Confused lyrics
Lampshade lyrics
Rowboat lyrics
Mutherfuker lyrics
Devil's Haircut lyrics
Hotwax lyrics
The New Pollution lyrics
Derelict lyrics
Novacane lyrics
Jack-ass lyrics
Where It's At lyrics
Minus lyrics
Sissyneck lyrics
Readymade lyrics
High 5 (Rock The Catskills) lyrics
Ramshackle lyrics
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