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Refreshments The Bottle And Fresh Horses Broken Record Well, I fed your dog while you were on vacation Covered all your shifts for the operation But when you got back You still wouldn't show me your brand new silicon boobs So I took a walk around my neighborhood To get you off a mind like I knew that I ought to But when I saw a big black van run down a bird I had to think about you No, I'm not a quarterback I'm not a fireman But still I could have any girl in Japan Cause I'm a healthy hundred and fifty nine pound American boy You tell a story like a broken record and You tell a story like a broken record and You tell a story like a broken record but Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you like anyway So you took another guy on that Caribbean cruise While I stayed home and cried in my bottle of pills But when you got back You didn't even have yourself a tan cause you stayed in your room So I fed your dog while you were outta town And I mowed your lawn while you wasn't around But when you got back You had the nerve to ask if I'd gone through some of you clothes (Yeah, right!) No, I'm not a quarterback I'm not a fireman But still I could have any girl in Japan Cause I'm a healthy hundred and fifty nine pound American boy You tell a story like a broken record and You tell a story like a broken record but I tell a story like a broken record but Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you like anyway |
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