| Dump the dog and feed the garbage
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| Mow the floor and sweep the lawn
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| Salt and pepper on my porridge
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| Some day I’ll be dead and gone
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| Oh my good girl loves me madly
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| And my bad girl is a flirt
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| I’ll take the good with the bad gladly
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| And I’ll treat them both like dirt
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| Bread and butter for my breakfast
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| Peanut butter for my lunch
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| Apple butter for my dinner
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| Marjorie for Sunday brunch
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| Baseball’s fine football’s rougher
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| Basketballers are all tall
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| But I like hockey, hockey’s tougher
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| You must play without a ball
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| It’s too much bother and too much trouble
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| I have stood all I can stand
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| I’m a son and I’m a father
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| I am just a middle man
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| When I wake up in the morning
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| I hop up right out of bed
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| Unless of course I am hung over
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| Then I pretend that I am dead
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| Dump the dog and feed the garbage
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| Mow the floor and sweep the lawn
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| Salt and pepper on my porridge
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| Some day I’ll be dead and gone
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| Oh my good girl loves me madly
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| And my bad girl is a flirt
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| I’ll take the good with the bad gladly
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| And I’ll treat them both like dirt |