I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye I saw your cancelled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out Beans for beakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings o my window sill Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Plastic forks are a dime a dozen I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high Bean for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
