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Written by Kevin Bacon and Michael Bacon |
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\"A song about thanksgiving - not the holiday, just the act of giving thanks.\" KB |
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Bobby's lyin' round like the wakin' dead |
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He's got a big black cloud hangin' over his head |
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I want to get him up, get him out the door |
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I'd like to get him drunk, but he don't drink no more |
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He says, \"Oh, buddy, I really thought she was the one |
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Tell me what happened, 'cause we were havin' so much fun.\" |
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Some of us will live in love, and some will watch love die |
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There but for the grace of you, go I |
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Girl but for the grace of you, go I |
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Teddy married Betty, when they were still in school |
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And he never was her first choice, she never was his fool |
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50 years together, that was somethin' less than bliss |
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Rarely did they tell the truth and rarely did they kiss |
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Pass the fish sticks, and tell me what you did today |
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And the clock ticks, they're runnin' out of things to say |
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I've seen ashes in the wind, and I've never seen him cry |
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There but for the grace of you, go I |
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Girl but for the grace of you, go I |
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Off we go in a cloud of dust, let the chips fall where they must |
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Girl you turned my life around, in the time it takes a heart to pound |
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Some of us will live in love, and some will watch love die |
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There but for the grace of you, go I |
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Girl but for the grace of you, go I |