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Merry-go-round Lyrics
I cried my tears in a glass of tequila For a truck-stop honey with a dubious
name She held my heart like a blackjack dealer And took my money when she
left the game She was overly fond of sophisticated messin' around I've had
a bellyful of livin' in the same old merry-go-round
Well I played in the
summer and I froze in the winter And I hankered for the high school beauty
queen She was married to a rich young timber-miller And christened a boy
when she was just nineteen Crazy love, never gonna settle down I've had a
bellyful of lovin' on the same old merry-go-round
Like any man I've got
to work for a living Just to earn my soul for a weekend show Saturday
morning I'll be down by the river Getting whipped at the Copmanhurst
rodeo When the weekend comes I'm gonna set fire to the town I've had a
bellyful of workin' on the same old merry-go-round
I'm looking out as
the sun goes down Drinking Bundeburg at the end of the day I'm
twentyfive, I'm half alive The rest is only just a ticket away Give me a
ticket, take me to a city hotel I've had a bellyful of livin' on the same
old merry-go-round
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