The Bomber
James Gang, Joe Walsh
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When I became of age my mama sat me down Said "Son, you're growin' up, it's time you looked around" So I began to notice some things I hadn't seen before That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door Oh, yeah A closet queen, the busstop's dream, she wants to shake my hand I don't want to be there, she decides she can It's Apple Dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off your branches I can't sleep, and we can't keep this cattle on my ranches Oh, yeah It's too strong, something's wrong and I guess I lost the feelin' I don't mind the games you play, but I don't like your dealin' God looked bad, the luck's been had and there's nothin' left to smoke Will I be back tomorrow for the punchline of the joke?
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Written by: DALE PETERS, JAMES K. FOX, JOSEPH FIDLER WALSH
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