You've been hurt before.
Don't want to be hurt no more.
And not by me.
I must agree.
I refer you to
Mr. Johnson.
He's on the floor
He'll play no more.
Say no more.
Good-bye.
I see your face
every place. My
breakfast bowl,
my ashtray hole.
I refer you to
Mr. House,
he's at my door.
He knows the score.
Say no more.
And good-bye.
I flee from your eyes.
Once you loved, but now despise.
Drunk and reeling on the phone,
Your Mom says, leave my girl alone.
I refer her to
Mr. Patten,
he's so tired
of being poor.
That's for sure.
I'll say no more.
Good-bye.
Don't want to be hurt no more.
And not by me.
I must agree.
I refer you to
Mr. Johnson.
He's on the floor
He'll play no more.
Say no more.
Good-bye.
I see your face
every place. My
breakfast bowl,
my ashtray hole.
I refer you to
Mr. House,
he's at my door.
He knows the score.
Say no more.
And good-bye.
I flee from your eyes.
Once you loved, but now despise.
Drunk and reeling on the phone,
Your Mom says, leave my girl alone.
I refer her to
Mr. Patten,
he's so tired
of being poor.
That's for sure.
I'll say no more.
Good-bye.
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