Aaaahh
You only got one finger left
And it's pointing at the door
And you're taking for granted
What the Lord's laid on the floor
So I'm picking up the pieces
And I'm putting them up for sale
Throw your meal ticket out the window
Put your skeletons in jail
Cause Lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
To give yourself a call let your bottom dollars fall
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
Invite me to the seven seas
Like some seasick man
You will do whatever you please
And I'll do whatever I can
Titanic fare thee well
My eyes are turning pink
Don't call us when the new age
Gets old enough to drink
Cause Lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
You move on up the hill but there's nothing there left to kill
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
Yea
Odelay odelay odelay odelay odelay odelay
Just passing through
Odelay odelay odelay odelay
(Yaa)
Going back to Houston
(Yaa)
To the house of dance
Going back to Houston
(Yaa)
To get me some pants
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