He knows the twinkle in your eye
Like the light that melts the sky
But every thought becomes a demon without you
Now in the evening when he weeps
You slow him down your fast asleep
Any you take every fortune outta that old fool
But he can't blame you, now you've gone away
All his faults just cracked that day
So he squanders any dime now for his beer
Everybody knows his type
About half the man you seem to like
And it don't pay too much to listen to him
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