Year: 1968 - Album: At Folsom Prison
Written by Jack Clement
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Through the back door of your life, you've swept me out dear
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In the breadline, of your dreams, I lost my place
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From the table of your love, I'm thrown the bread crumbs
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At the Indianapolis, of your heart, I lost the race.
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In the garbage disposal of your mind, I've been ground up dear
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In the ballpark, of your love, I've been struck out
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Upon the river of your plans, I'm up the creek ma'am
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Now I'm corroded, in the junkyard, of your heart.
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I've been washed down the sink, of your conscience
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In the theatre of your love, I lost my part
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And you say you've got me out, of your system (Exlax)
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I've been Flushed From The Bathroom, Of Your Heart.
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