Elegantly Wasted - Matthau Mikojan

There’s nothing left to say

Ain’t it a shame

The booze and pills and funny names

It’s not mine

Days turn into weeks

The wrinkles on your face get deep

It underlines your claim to fame

It’s not mine

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I can’t put you down or up against the wall

You keep telling me lies

Oh, look at me I’m a man

of a thousand lies

You get nothing done

But you sure had your fun

You fail to amuse anyone

but yourself

You’ve been hiding the sun

Sitting home with that big old gun

You cannot be alone anymore

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