Bed Bugs 创作者：
Fred Thomas
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调：B major

Intro 1

Verse 1
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Let's stop and talk on a slow street
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Your guy is cross- eyed and muttering
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Looks at me like "Now who
the fuck is he?"
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And I tell you, man, I wish that I knew
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Trash- scavenged mattress
and a stuffed bear
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Bedbugs crawling through your
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lover's hair
You got that thousand yard stare
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I get itchy just from talking to you
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Drained hopes sinking
with the August sun
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Floating out on the
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freshman year beer run
It's so hard to have fun
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But there used to be a way to get through
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All your amazed days fade
But all of the damned dogs they think
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they've got it made
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And no matter what you say
You know that you are gonna
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do it  anyway
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Do  it anyway
Knuckle tattoo says "I H8 2 LIVE"
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On another dickhead who assures
me that I'm just too sensitive
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You can't tell everybody
to fuck off forever
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Then be mortified when they finally do
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You had a textbook breakthrough
on a shaky plane
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Seated next to kid,
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hyperventilating
She's so embarrassed by her dad's
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use of slang
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And nobody ever gets to feel cool
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These days I'm only saying
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something if I'm swaying
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That's the only time it doesn't
feel like I'm explaining
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So  if you see me and I seem too
entertaining
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I'm not singing,
I'm just talking to you
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But you don't want a funeral
unless everybody comes
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And you don't want to kiss
until you're adequately numb
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And you don't want to speak,
not even just to say goodbye
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Because you don't want to share how
you're in shadows all the time
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And you don't want to think about
the people that you knew
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They're a tug on your sleeve,
they're an embarrassment to you
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Just some bones in the sun,
just a decomposing rind
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Just a   sitcom that aired before
you were even alive
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Your friends are full- length mirrors
that you pulled out of the garbage
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Or  ange juice soaked cotton balls to convince
you you're not starving
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You need somebody to fuck,
someone to call when you get down
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And some people to make wonder
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why they even stick around
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Now you don't want to drink,
you say it feels just the same as water
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And you don't actually even like me, I just
subconsciously remind you of your father
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His flannel shirts that smelled like
cigarettes and rain
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And a whole catalog of things
that you wish never had to change
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But it's never been quite like
it was when you were a kid
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Puffy eyes, play fights, bug bites, Jif peanut butter,
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Cin namon Toast Crunch, strawberry allergy, beestings
All of the people are asleep
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But tomorrow the punks
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and the cops will both have to  eat
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And whatever those
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people say
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You know that you've got to do it anyway
Do it anyway.