Lyrics:
Everybody's going out and having fun
I'm just a fool for staying home and having none
I can't get over how he set me free
Oh lonesome me
A bad
Listen to my tale of woe,
it's terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each ev'ning I'm awf'ly blue.
I must win some handsome guy
Just a couple buddies hanging out
Just a couple buddies vibing now
You don't need to know the why and how
Nah, we're just a couple buddies hanging
house on it, mouths running
That's just what the outcome is, how funny
Now suddenly these people down for me
"Wow buddy, wow buddy"
You think they proud
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound,
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound,
home of the brave
Dixie land, take me away
To the old farmhouse and the fields of hay
Where the corner store's ran by
A gray haired man
Who fights
brought him to this prison on that old Big River Train
We became the best of buddies side by side through thick and thin
Then one night he told his story
minds
When that midnight train rolls by
And they hear that lonesome sound
They just hang their heads and cry
On the other side of town
Well it isn't
ain't that the truth
Out of time, my hotel buddy showed me
You're this year's teenage wing
It's only when nobody's home
Do I feel his quiet
Dive,
we have to wash this stuvs mehn
This guy you are running mad
They will hear word today are they mad
Classic
Gerrout of here
My home boy just bout
A bitch named bitch
Whos thick with grey eyes
Who loves to suck dick and get hit by eight guys
Its Bugz bitch, you the fuck you thunk it was?
Gettin drunk
to see
Yeah, the blues have been
My old boss man
And lovesick it knows me by name
You could say I was lonesome for a livin'
And heartache is my
Alright
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I got a buddy livin' out in Jacksonville
In love with a woman with looks to kill
He called me outta the blue just
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
to ya buddy. I was talking with Marty about these dolls. Turns out, the uh, turns out the actual midget trolls were made in the 1300's, by, uh, Indian
on 'cross that old Rabun County line"
Quarters, she said to my buddy
"You a doctor? You a soldier
I can tell by your style, boy, you a high roller"
She
Insane Clown Posse!
ICP! about to take you way back! way back that is, to Vernor!
Posse, yeah!
Me and Shaggy 2 Dope in the home away from home
Damn like, bitch, the end of this shit
Yo bitch take a gulp, she ain't take a sip
Got blue strips on me but I ain't no crip
Lil' buddy get picked off, we
They done showed up to squoosh my head, but I was saved by this guy they
call
Well they call him Mojo's dad cause he's a screaming lunatic
Librarian
And a pile of laundry by the hotel door.
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man blue?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make
quiet, he was shy a stay-at-home sort of guy
Someone you'd trust your sister with he had a twinkle in his eye
But they said he was psychotic
They called
After a few weeks on the bus
Being porked by Toad-O's road crew
And being too exhausted to do their
Laundry on a regular basis
MARY is dumped in
lonesome and blue
Just think that someone somewhere
Might be singin' about you
So who knows if I'll ever see her again
Maybe we'll see this whole time
She
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