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They Might Be Giants Flood Lucky Ball And Chain I lost my lucky ball and chain And now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She threw away her baby-doll I held on to my pride But I was younng and foolish then I feel old and foolish now Confidentially She never called me baby-doll Confidentially I never had much pride But now I rock a bar stool and I drink for two Just pondering this time bomb in my mind CHORUS She walked away from a happy man I thought I was so cool I just stood there whistling "There goes the bride" As she walked out the door I could shake my tiny fist And swear I wasn't wrong But what's the sense in arguing When you're all alone? Sure as you can't steer a train You can't change your fate When she told me of that day I knew I'd lost my home Confidentially I never told you of her charms Confidentially We never had a home But this railroad apartment Was the perfect place When she'd sit and hold me in her arms I lost my lucky ball and chain And now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on CHORUS ------------------------------------------------- |
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