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Written by b. setzer

Hey, louis prima
We gotta get the hell outta town
'cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend
Five months, two weeks, two days
My lovin' baby's been gone
Five months, two weeks, two days
My lovin' baby's been gone
If you see my baby
Please
Five months, two weeks, two days
My lovin' baby's been gone
Five months, two weeks, two days
My lovin' baby's been gone
If you see my baby
,
Working from nine to five.

And time goes by
The hours tick away.
First seconds,
Then minutes,
Then hours into days.
Each day,
Each week,
Seems
a week
Maybe two Sundays a month
And I make enough to give my baby all she wants 
And ya I guess I make a good wage
And I guess I shouldn’t complain
dollars a sock

Two ankles, you do the math
Pull them on
Socks on the first, followed by the loafers
Then I know from that day, that week, that month
Sometimes, I think about, drivin' by your house,

Though it hasn't been my place,

For three months, two weeks, one day.


I don't wish I could roll back time,
your chest seven days a week
And add a foot for good measure you'll be seven feet deep

It goes 10-9-8-7-6-5-4
3-2-murder 1 lyrics at your door
of spots on a deck of cards

I find 365, the number of days in a year
There's 52 cards, the number of weeks in a year
There's 4 suits, the number
I find three hundred sixty-five the number of days in a year.   Fifty-two cards, the number of weeks in a year. Four suits, the number of weeks in
It's been one and one half months since you went away
Just over six weeks, exactly forty-five days
One thousand eighty hours have come and gone
I find 365, the number of days in a year.
There are 52 cards, the number of weeks in a year.
There are four suits, the number of weeks in a month
Spend all my money early every month
Don't like to hold back, I spend all at once
I don't care about a few weeks poor
Or if the landlord knocks
mothers tube
I'm covered in this thick layer of goo
Month two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me

But month 3 was closer, see
mothers tube
I'm covered in this thick layer of goo
Month two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me

But month 3 was closer, see
It’s been so long out on the road
Weeks and months gone by
You lost some weight and you shed your load
Your well is running dry
I got an itch you
making up my own bed this week one dollar 
For going to the store fifty cents 
And playing with little brother while you went shopping twenty five cents
I find three hundred sixty-five the number of days in a year.   Fifty-two cards, the number of weeks in a year. Four suits, the number of weeks in
She was so fine so fine

It took me 5 months
Just to get to know your name
5 weeks
To show you I ain't playin' games
5 days
For you to even let
in 2 deep
All months and fi weeks
All food yuh nuh eat and you weight start decrease
You're in 2 deep

So don't be in 2 deep
For you wi' incomplete
money like (Dwyane Wade)
(Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
(Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Mark Duper
Soon
play that shit
By the time we got halfway through watchin' "Ray" I hit
I laid it down beat it up, let her go clean it up
Take a five minute nap, wake
talking Miami's own
Money like (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
(Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
(Say it right) paid
Neighbor called my landlord
It was a Sunday afternoon
She couldn't hear the TV set
We were having a BBQ
We were listening to Louis Prima
And drinking
mind is turning into a whore
Five months go by, and I thought about letting her go
She's crazy, though, and I guess she took control
Oh no, oh no, oh