| Taylor had a wife, she was married to the mirror
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| Make her glass-eyed lover buy a drink and then another round
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| 'Round the kitchen table lined with cigarettes from years ago
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| Last night one fell onto the floor, yeah, to the floor, yeah, to the floor
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| Taylor used to marvel at the way the music sounded
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| She drifted down the carpet-bag to put another lamp shade on
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| There she was so young and pretty holding out her hand
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| To the last five years that livin' took away, away, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
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| It’s a scavenger hunt in the best of times
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| A one-armed man with a box of dimes
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Yeah, throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Taylor’s 37 yesterday and she’ll be 21
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| An asphalt rhododendron where she fell across the car
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| Pocketbook explodin' with the money of delusion
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| Winks her smokin' yellowed eyes and rolls snakes along the floor
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| Hey, hey, hmm, yeah, along the floor
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| It’s a scavenger hunt in the best of times
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| A one-armed man with a box of dimes
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah
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| Partin' like tomorrow is a vestibule of commerce
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| «No regret», says I, says she, «Waltzin' to the ice machine»
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| Where another hotel key has left a scar upon the soul
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| Her feet are nimble still when she wants she can go
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| Hey, yeah, she can go, hey, hey, yes, she can go
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| It’s a scavenger hunt in the best of times
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| A one-armed man with a box of dimes
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
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| Come all you little sailors with a penchant for the sea
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| Look way down below for Taylor John he wants to be like me
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| Drownin' in the water, got his collar turned up cool
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| Tries to breathe now like a wretched stain and floats like a fool
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Scavenger hunt in the best of times
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| A one-armed man with a box of dimes
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Getting throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah
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| I’ll throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
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| Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll |