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Well my friend jud he was a fuddy-dud |
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Chewed his cud, was a stick in the mud |
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I swear he hated everyone |
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And he's bumming nickels and bumming dimes |
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But most of all you know he's just bumming time |
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And every day was a bad day |
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They walked out and on and over him |
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He was turning gray |
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Never knew love he gave up on hope |
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Stayed in bed and he stopped using soap was a dirty old man |
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But he never said poor little old me |
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Poor poor |
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Now one fine day he won the lottery |
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Instant millionaire without a care it didn't change a thing |
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Drove up to reno he lost everything at a roadside casino |
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You know he never made it into town |
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Where the bright lights trickle down |
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He was a casualty |
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Well he _____________________ and he ran out of food |
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And all he got was more lewd and crude |
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He was very rude |
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The only thing he hated worse than the city |
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Was charity and self pity he'd been around |
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I talked to him that's what i found |
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He was a casualty |
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Poor little old me |
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Poor poor casualty |
