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claudia bettinaglio - jockey full of bourbon lyrics

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edna million in a drop dead(2) suit
dutch pink(3) on a downtown(4) train
two dollar pistol but the gun won’t shoot
i’m in the corner on the pouring rain

sixteen men on a dead man’s chest(5)
and i’ve been drinking from a broken cup
two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
i’m full of bourbon, i can’t stand up

hey little bird(6), fly away home
your house is on fire, children are alone
hey little bird, fly away home
your house is on fire, your children are alone

schiffer broke a bottle on morgan’s head
and i’m stepping on the devil’s tail
across the stripes of a full moon’s head
and through the bars of a cuban jail

bl–dy fingers on a purple knife
flamingo drinking from a c-cktail gl-ss
i’m on the lawn with someone else’s wife
admire the view from up on top of the mast

hey little bird, fly away home
house is on fire, children are alone
hey little bird, fly away home
house is on fire, your children are alone, hey

i said, hey little bird, fly away home
your house is on fire, your children are alone
hey little bird, fly away home
house is on fire, your children are alone

yellow sheets on a hong kong bed
stazybo h-rn and a slingerland ride(7)
“to the carnival” is what she said
a hundred dollars makes it dark inside

edna million in a drop dead suit
dutch pink on a downtown train
two dollar pistol but the gun won’t shoot
i’m in the corner on the pouring rain

hey little bird, fly away home
your house is on fire, your children are alone
hey little bird, fly away home
your house is on fire, your children are alone

- claudia bettinaglio lyrics

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