Trot Line Beer Can lyrics

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My brain is thinking funny and I thought you'd relate,
I've got no money and I smell like %#@!.
Two @@#!roaches sit on a table

gather dust eaves dropping conversation.
Stone cold faces, hard hard times.
I love life but no pain is annoying,

$#[email protected] the skeleton sin my closet,
I'm so tired of their sad sad moans

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