Tom Waits, Crystal Gayle Lyrics, Picking Up After You Lyrics
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| Tom Waits, Crystal Gayle
- Picking Up After You Lyrics Tom: Here comes the bride, and there goes the groom Looks like a hurricane went through this room Crystal: Smells like a pool hall, where's my other shoe And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Tom: Looks like you spent the night in a trench And tell me, how long have you been combin' your hair with a wrench Crystal: The roses are dead and the violets are too And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Tom: Well, I've told you before, I won't tell you again You don't defrost the icebox with a ball point pen This railroad apartment is held together with glue And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Tom: Because I know I've been swindled, I never bargained for this What's more, you never cared about me Crystal: Why don't you get your own place so you can live like you do And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Tom: Take all your relatives and all of your shoes Believe me, I'll really swing when you're gone I'll be living on chicken and wine after we're through With someone I pick up after you Crystal: With someone I pick up after you Tom: With someone I pick up after you Crystal & Tom: With someone I pick up after you
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