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Living In The Park


by Bruce Martone. Buy album CD: Other Songs B - Y


Here honey take my jacket
And eat the last piece of bread
Will share this butt I found
After that I'm gonna go for that job I read
It's not to far from town
And I wash up in that fountain
So wish me luck honey
And please try to smile
Because soon where have a different style
Than maybe you can lose your frown.
But till than take my jacket
And eat this last piece of bread
Will share this butt I found.
Now baby hang tight till I get back tonight
Than we will laid real close
Because the night getting cold in the park
And try not to be frighten it will be all right
So just close your eyes and dream
Dream that we our walking in the sun
No more living in the park
Just dream that we our having fun.
And before you know it morning will be here
Than will begged again hoping people will share
Before the cops chase us out
Because the cops just don't care.
So baby eat this last piece of bread I found
And will share this butt.
Now honey I love you with all my heart
And sorry for the way our life's turn out
Some how every thing just fell apart.
Now the rain is about to start
We need to find some cover until it's stop
Than will look for food in these trash cans
Hopefully will find some on top
It beats digging all the way down man
And after that will go to sleep
Hopefully we won't wake up
Because are troubles are to deep
With no ending in sight.
So honey eat this piece of bread I found
Will share this butt.
Now honey they want there money
They won't care that we don't have it
And they won't stop looking tonight
They won't stop looking when it's become light
And if they find us will be dead
So eat his piece of bread I found
Will share this butt.
Now honey maybe they should find us
Letting them put a bullet in are head
It beats being homeless living on the street
The way we are doing never sure who will meet
So honey eat this piece of bread I found
And will share this butt...




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Album: Other Songs B - Y Lyrics
cd Buy "Other Songs B - Y" CD
  1. Be Mine Valentine
  2. Better Days Have Come Our Way
  3. Burn
  4. Carolina
  5. Daddy's Little Girl
  6. Darling Shh
  7. Ever Since I Met You
  8. Fire For Fire
  9. I Feel Like A Prisoner
  10. I Miss Our Togetherness
  11. I Took Your Brothers Harley
  12. I Walk These Streets
  13. I Work 5 Days A Week
  14. If My World Should
  15. Inside This Cell
  16. Is It Gonna Be You And Me
  17. It Will Be All Right
  18. Little Debbie
  19. Living In The Park
  20. My Daddy
  21. My Daddy's Gun
  22. My Fantasy World
  23. My Final Hour
  24. Oh Sunshine
  25. Only The Strong Survive
  26. Prove It To Me
  27. There Nowhere To Go
  28. TWO KIDS
  29. Under That Star
  30. Walking Away
  31. We Only Just Begun
  32. We Took A Ride
  33. Well My Bags Are Pack
  34. What Do I Have To Do
  35. Your Chair

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