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Some people see themselves as lonely and absurd
Some people think they're loved
Or unsheathed like a sword
But I think I'm stuck in heaven
And I think I'm stuck between
The sunny side of the street
And an Afghanistani's dream

Some things they fit for sure
But they don't always do
He sold out and hit the road
Screaming out, "How do you do?"
She folded up her napkin
She smiled him out the door
He wasn't much a gambler
She didn't know the score

It's tough telling stories when you ain't got no home
It's tough telling lies when you ain't got no foam
Sometimes life don't teach us anything we need
Spend our days in the alleyways just trying to get some feed

It was late in the evening
With the window open wide
The winter cold was seeping in
And he'd lost all his pride
She was dancing around his head
Like a crazy leprechaun
Telling him all the time that what he'd done was wrong

Ten years back he'd hit the road with nothing but a fin
Got a job running crabs for a fella he named Quin
To Canada and back
Ten dollars was his pay
He doubled his life savings
In just one stinkin' day

It wasn't much a life
But then she came along
They got married about three months after that