Onion Soup Lyrics

Onion Soup lyrics

thin and unshaved, drunk and mysteriousooh, I must say lifestyle is curiouswith
a little touch of the sniffles and filthy socksgnawed, crumbled fingernails
never doing tomahawk chops a flaky head dandruff is distinguishedlacquer is red
vain is the varnishwhat is at the root of this, she'll say, whatcha got what
participle do you possess she'll say, which I have not  one blustery day we
rode out to the meadowlandswe saw and were amazed then hauled it back into town
againMississippi is a mess sometimes and not only when it rainshow come you went
back to that malaria island'cause our friendship is strained those were the days
when you were so cosmopolitanthese are the days, my letters they're so maudlinI
wrote you an eloquent postcard onceabout this most exquisite onion soupbut of
course I never mailed though'cause it was your turn in the loop  those were the
days when you were so cosmopolitan these are the days, my letters they're
increasingly maudlin