Yeah it's pretty nice The furniture's all new wrapped up in plastic and the People here last They must have smoked There's cigarette burns in the front room carpet And the house is facing the wrong damn way I can't get any sun in the garden past 2 or 3 and the Neighbours seem alright But the walls are so thin I can almost hear everything they say He seems nice Hasn't said a word than being polite Haven't seen a girl or a wife No friends passing through but He's alright he's just fine Words fall into deep fat Words fall into deep fat Words fall into deep fat In the local town there's not much to dig Well you got middle aged women doing the singing Circuits in the bars in the evenings To dirty old men who work all day I'm gonna go out and buy me A 1993 Ford station wagon To set the tone for this depressing town But don't you ever eat around here ma They just talk about you when you put spoon to jaw They say He seems nice Hasn't said a word than being polite Haven't seen a girl or a wife No friends passing through but he's alright He's just fine Words fall into deep fat Words fall into deep fat Words fall into deep fat
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