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4.58 am (dunroamin, duncarin, dunlivin) Lyricsby Roger Waters Buy album CD: The Pros And Cons Of Hitchhiking [Trucker:} "Hey kid, you looking for a lift? Get on up here How's it going good buddy?" I nailed ducks to the wall Kept my heart in dark ruins I built bungalows over the hills Dunroamin, duncarin, dunlivin Took my girl to the country To sleep out under the moon Next thing she's going crazy [Trucker:] "Women are like that kid What the hell can you do?" She waits for the real Mr. Right to come Gently removing her heart With his promises of real communication [Trucker:] "I saw a program about that on TV, heh" Who's always picking up the tab Who built a bungalow for his momma and dad Me..... Who took you out to all the shows Who worked his fingers to the bone Me.... While you were asleep [Jade:] "It was me...I did!" I kept you in buttons and bows [Jade:] "Christ! All those clothes! So you could encourage this creep [Hick:] "With that program I bet some son of a bitch made a million dollars." With his neat feet And his clean fingernails With his wise but twinkling eyes He's a rock standing out in an ocean of doubt [Trucker:] "Get movin', get off the road ya Goddam faggot." And compromise I'd like to go on with this bit of a song Describing this schmuck I'd like to go on, but I'm going to throw up [Trucker:] "Not in my rig you don't boy Get the hell out of here.
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