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A friend of mine told me she believes all men are dogs. There must be some exceptions to this rule. I'll let you know when I find one.
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YOU’RE GONNA MISS THAT MAN
Sleep will not come
To him who don’t feel at home
With his eyes like stone
And those teeth that grind to the bone
When he finds you, you’re alone
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man when he’s gone
And you’re gonna hate that man
Tell ‘em he’s no good
You’re gonna build your fire
And cut him like dead wood
Back to the factory, where he’s from
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man when he’s gone
Don’t get caught between sheets that feel like lead
If his voice keeps trailing off, and he sleeps sound in a strange bed
Back to the foundries and stinkin’ swamps
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man when he’s gone
Give no reprieve
To them you don’t believe
When they say they love you
But then they always leave
Mud and tire tracks on your lawn
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man, when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man when you find him gone
You’re gonna miss that man when you find him gone
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from
4 Songs,
released December 1, 2009
Words and Music by Peter Azzopardi. Recorded and mixed by Chris Hiotakis, Phat on the Grill Stidio, Bellarine, late August 2009. Mastered by Lachlan Carrick at Moose Mastering, Richmond.
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