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Bare trees in the window Light in the bushes I'm in my bedroom worried about my dishes They're so dirty, lord knows they're dirty I ain't got no toothpaste, I can't get my shoes laced And my dishes are so dirty My little Sony is on the blink And mister I could sure use a drink Bartender, could you spare me a quart I'm gonna take my forty-four Knock off a liquor store I'll take my chances in court My favorite girlfriend Pointed to the door She said don't bring your long a** back 'round here no more She got my Shakespeare She got my snake spear She got my Vinnie Van Gogh I'm gonna cut off a piece of my ear Hang it from the chandelier Then I'm gonna hit hit the road Aus Songtexte Mania