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Folk Singer Lyrics
Like a folk singer's song I'm moving on
And I'm not the kind of man that
acts very strong
When the girls are looking on
When the girls are
looking on
If you tied my hands and put chains on my feet
I
can picture myself walking down any street
Telling pople that I meet
Looks like rain to me
Every single day at eleven I'm home in
bed in sleep heaven
Alone cuz my girl leaves at seven ain't got time for
my bedn'in
She said stop pretendin' you're not JOhn Lennon
Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrists
And drop your fists
Soon as I'm well I'm gonna leave my house
Become more of a man and less like a mouse
Drive my car down south
to the Mississippi's mouth
In the gulf of Mexico I'll get soused
Every girl I made in the shade of Esplanade
I've saved in a song that I
play when I'm afraid
Of a full scale air-raid
From the choices that
I've made
When I heard the news about the union dues
And how
each time I lose no matter which door I choose
I put on my walking
shows
And I just cruised (and you know I got bruised)
It was
fun while it lasted until it was blasted
Right out of the water and into
fantastic
Now he feels shafted and she's already past it
She's like
elastic and he's so spastic
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