Lyrics:
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
of emptiness to me
Filled only by the fleeting moments of her memories
Sweet memories sweet memories hmm
She slipped into the silence of my dreams last
On the first day in August
I want to wake up by your side
After sleeping with you
On the last night in July
In the morning
We'll catch the sun
the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved
If I call three times a day
Come and drive my blues away
When you come, be ready to play
Do your duty
If you want to have some love
Give your
the Wurlitzer, and he pushed
Three buttons and the thing began to whir
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
And she said drink up now it's
Me and JB and Sonny, we grew up on the buddy plan
Weren't we some bad mothers, closer than brothers
Had a rockin' little three-piece band
Yeah we
I think of Andy in the cold wet clay
Those three are on my mind
With his comrades down beside him
On that brutal day
Those three are on my mind
On that day when I see
All that You have for me
When I see You face to face
There surrounded by Your grace
All my fears swept away
In
witch
Caught it by the tail
Glad I caught that witch
When it's your last choice drowned
By any new means these runes
She sews the rats eyes closed
Watching the town go by
Nanna made another Red Sox fan
'Til the day I die
That was back in '65
It doesn't seem like a long time ago
Grandmama keeping
don't feel the tears in my eyes
This is the best day of my life
You say you'll call me and then you don't
I'll want to kiss you and then I won't
We
there
[Chorus]
Day by day, day by day
Day by day, day by day
Oh dear Lord, three things I pray [one, two, three]
To see thee more clearly [day by
the Wurlitzer, and he pushed
Three buttons and the thing began to whir
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
And she said drink up now it's
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache Number Three
that old guy
That smoosh-faced dude
I'm telling you I seen him yesterday
And I seen him like three days ago, I seen him for years
He wears like
Where you been keepin' yourself my friend
Loneliness growin', emptiness showin'
Finding your peace two or three times a day
Three times a day
And it became painfully clear that we
We would never see those days again
But I guess forever, doesn't last too long forever
Doesn't last too long forever
More and more
I'm forgetting the past
More and more I'm livin' at last
Day by day I'm losin' my blues
More and more I'm forgettin' 'bout you
get vex
Having bad days like a voodoo hex
Conceptually, a pager is so complex
'Cause I be standing by the phone ready to flex
Welcome, wel, wel,
'Cause that's my fun day
My I don't have to run day
It's just another manic Monday
Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
cornered at last.
I've been hunting.I've been tracking.
I've been running since I was 3, born in Louisiana Swamp,
Moved with the pack to Tennessee.
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache Number Three
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