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however i went i didn't lose open the box to see my shoes give me a final kiss on the cheek in a couple of days i'd bet i stink bury me then bury the shovel bury me, bury the shovel bury me then bury the shovel just bury me, bury the shovel bury me, bury the shovel put me in a suit of clothes make sure my pinky with the ring on shows next make sure my hairs greased down with tres flores or royal crown [chorus] Songtexte my friends better celebrate i know they will buy a box of cigars, pass em around this is my last hoorah, send in the clowns everybody jitterbug, even though i couldn't don't harass the girls, cuz you know i wouldn't everyone had better be crying from laughing hard don't forget to leave me at rose hills not the backyard [chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania