Couch In My Yard

I gotta bow-legged smile,
and a glassy-eyed face-lift.
A jagged ol' scar,
From sleepin' in a snowdrift.

I gotta couch in my yard,
And a fridge for a porch swing.
I built a fine house of cards,
And I'm sleepin' with the queen of my heart.

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But it could all .....
All, come crashin' down around me now.
If I don't learn to hold my tongue
And speak my mind...

All....Come crashin' down
Around me now.
If I don't learn to hold my tongue
And speak my mind..All come
Crashin' down around me now........

I'll let the chips fall where they may.
I've got faith in my position.
And if the room starts to sway,
I gotta hammock in my kitchen.

I gotta couch in my yard,
And a fridge for a porch swing.
I built a fine house of cards,
And I'm sleepin' with the queen of my heart.

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