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I've been a postman, |
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A salesman, |
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I spent two months in prison |
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For non-payment of taxes I was never forgiven |
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I wanna make an honest living and do right |
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By myself |
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I gotta make things right for my unhappy wife |
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And I know every trick in this God foresaken book |
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And I have to confess that I've made a lousy husband |
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And the only way that I can say sorry is |
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I can't believe what I'm saying |
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But don't you know |
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I love you more than football |
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I promised the kids a day at the beach |
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They were all dressed and ready |
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With their buckets and spades |
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But I was flat on my back in |
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Some pee-stained alley |
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Covered in puke feeling sorry for myself |
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And I know every trick in this God foresaken book |
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And I have to confess that I've made a lousy husband |
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And the only way that I can say sorry is |
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I can't believe what I'm saying |
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But don't you know |
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I love you more than football |
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And I know every trick in this God foresaken book |
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And I have to confess that I've made a lousy husband |
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And the only way that I can say sorry is |
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I love you more than football |
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Don't you know I love you more than football |
