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I don't rush right out when that whistle blows I've got nowhere to go It's not like supper's gonna be waitin' there Sittin' on the stove I think I'll take the long way home If I'm in a traffic jam At least I ain't alone In my two bedroom house On a half-acre lot Where I keep the grass cut and I keep the door unlocked Work two of a kind This old bed frame and me ?? (not sure?) And just like this old house I'm empty Ain't nothin' left, but some little hope Where the pictures hung Might as well accept she ain't comin' back I oughta move on It shouldn't be this hard to do It don't feel much like livin' sittin'alone here in this living room Songtexte In my two bedroom house On a half-acre lot Where I keep the grass cut and I keep the door unlocked Work two of a kind This old bed frame and me ?? (not sure?) And just like this old house I'm empty Work two of a kind This old bed frame and me ?? (not sure?) 'Cause just like this old house Yeah, just like this old house I'm empty Yeah, baby I'm empty Aus Songtexte Mania