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I'm a poor starving artist, I ain't got a dime |
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Society kicks me around all the time |
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I'm misused and mistreated and misunderstood |
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At the end of the story I'm bound to make good |
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'Cause the world is just a B movie |
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About my life and times |
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The world is just a B movie |
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And I keep forgetting my lines |
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My parents they hid me til I was sixteen |
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Inside a front loading washing machine |
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They kept me inside it when company'd come |
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My brother and sister used me for a drum |
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I sat myself down in my good barber's chair |
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When someone yelled out Don't you cut that boy's hair |
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Put down those clippers or I'll fracture your jaw |
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But it was just Sonny Bono disguised as the law |
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Well, the world is just a B movie |
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And it almost breaks my heart |
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The world is just a B movie |
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And I only got a bit part |
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My woman she sticks me with needles and pins |
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She likes to argue as long as she wins |
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She burns me with matches and laughs when I cry |
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And calls me a quitter when I start to die |
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King Kong and Godzilla got nothing on Lind |
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They're all big and hairy and die in the end |
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I compare myself to them, my friends say I'm wrong |
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They say I haven't got the good looks of King Kong |
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Well, the world is just a B movie |
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About my life and times |
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The world is just a B movie |
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And I keep forgetting my lines |
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When I play my music the people charge me |
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I get last place in dog shows and live in a tree |
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But the heaviest problem that's weighing on me |
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Is the boredom of going from A 7th to D |
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Well, the world is just a B movie |
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About my life and times |
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The world is just a B movie |
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And I keep forgetting |