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I fell in love like a drunk in a pond. That twisted gal of whom I was fond, She found a new man on the internet. Wham I'm spam and it's cold and dark and wet. Tell me what is a fella supposed to do When a car costs what a house used to And a house is a pile of chipboard, paint, and debt. I'm at the city limits and it's cold and dark and wet Big rig rolling over me in a blizzard - I'm living on beans and chicken gizzards. One day I was young, the next day I was old. Late November, it's wet and dark and cold. Jobs, I guess they're like wild geese - They all went flying overseas. I'm standing in the rain smoking my last cigarette. Morning in America is cold and dark and wet. Christmas lights are going up, I could use a little joy juice in my cup. Life is not a walk across the park, Not when it's wet and cold and dark. |
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