| Jay Johnson - The Pitcher Song | |
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The Pitcher Song Where do you get off running around on me? Winking at that boy at table three... If he only knew - half the things I do I swear that he would never talk to you. (Chorus) But if you were a pitcher Id drink you til I dropped And if you were a cigarette Id smoke you til I coughed But since you're just a memory this pain wont ever stop This heres where I get off. He dont know the sinks clogged with your hair - He dont see the wonder bra that I know you wear. He dont know the work you did to get into them jeans... He dont know theyre busting at the seams. (Chorus) Well Im not here tonight to cause a scene Id just like to tell him all the places that youve been... I hate to admit it as I watch you slither past - All thats left to say is KISS MY ASS... |
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