Lord Only Knows

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You only got one finger left and it's pointing at the door
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And you're taking for granted what the Lord's made on the floor
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So I'm picking up the pieces and putting them up for sale
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Throw your meal ticket out the window put your skeletons in jail

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Cuz' Lord only knows it's getting late
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Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
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To give yourself a call let your bottom dollars fall
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Throwing your two bit cares down the drain

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Invite me to the seven seas like some seasick man
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you do whatever you please and I'll do whatever I can
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Titanic, fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink
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Don't call us when the new age gets old enough to drink

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Cuz' Lord only knows it's getting late
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Your senses are gone so don't hesitate
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To move on up the hill there's nothing dead left to kill
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Throwing your two bit cares down the drain


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Going back to Houston do the hotdog dance
Going back to Houston to get me some pants