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I'M Alright `Loudon Wainwright III`

for my supper I'm above the below and below the upper I'm stuck in the middle where the money gets tight But i guess I'm doing alright I'm all, I'm all, I'm alright It's a beautiful day, not a cloud in

New Paint `Loudon Wainwright III`

s good to take a girl In the not so very good world And walk in the park until it gets dark Sometimes I feel ugly and old Excuse me, baby, if I?m acting bold My head gets hot but my feet aren?

You Never Phone `Loudon Wainwright III`

You never phone you never write Hell I stopped hoping that you might You`re trying to hurt my feelings right You never phone you never write You never write you never phone I`m sorry to bitch and moan

The Shit Song `Loudon Wainwright III`

When I run into friends of mine I haven`t seen in years They give me the once over then their eyes well up with tears Then they pronounce me looking great I haven`t changed a bit I flash `em back a feeble

Something For Nothing `Loudon Wainwright III`

last night it happened again I was feeling creative about twenty to ten So I sharpened a pencil then I wore down its end And now soon you`ll have something to share with your friends It took twenty minutes

Down Drinking at the Bar `Loudon Wainwright III`

Well, I call you up on the phone: nobody's at home. Then I do my usual thing: I let the telephone ring and ring and ring. I'm standing at a phone booth, coping with the ugly truth.

The World `Loudon Wainwright III`

hole And the world is a sandwich of shite Every day you take another bite You think you're Superman Sure you can handle it 'Til you come across kryptonite Chunky style The world is a sandwich of shite alright

Muse Blues (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

I went down to the library, you know the big one way downtown I went down to the library, you know the big one way downtown I pulled out my spiral notebook and my scripto pencil These, these, these are

Pretty Good Day `Loudon Wainwright III`

I slept through the night, I got through to the dawn I flipped a switch and the light went on I got out of bed and I put some clothes on Oh, it's a pretty good day so far I turned the tap, there was cold

Daughter `Loudon Wainwright III`

Everything she wants I see she gets. That's my daughter in the water everything she owns I bought her Everything she owns. That's my daughter in the water, everything she knows I taught her.

Your Mother & I `Loudon Wainwright III`

Your Mother & I are living apart I know that seems stupid, but we weren't very smart You'll stay with her, I'll visit you At Christmas, on weekends, the summertime too Your Mother & I are not getting along

Sometimes I Forget `Loudon Wainwright III`

Sometimes I forget that you've gone You've gone, and you're not coming back And it's hard to believe that you're still not here What's left behind, disputes that fact And your bookcase still holds all

Ogm `Loudon Wainwright III`

Your new outgoing voice Sounds bright and brave and very clear now In those seconds you recorded it I guess that you felt free I started out my message With a pause that I aborted When I addressed you

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder `Loudon Wainwright III`

I guess you'd say you were taken for granted I went on and on and I raved and I ranted,oh-- My tyrannical ways.

Mr. Guilty `Loudon Wainwright III`

Call me Mr Guilty, Mr Guilty that's my name Without a doubt it's all my fault, I'm the one to blame You say that you're unhappy I do believe it's true Cause I'm the one, the no good bum That did it all

T.S.M.N.W.A. `Loudon Wainwright III`

should be an O They spelled my name wrong again Why in God's name can't they check It's a pain in the ass and the neck Not a capital crime, but it's the umpteenth time Why in God's name can't they check I

Number One `Loudon Wainwright III`

Of all the chicks & broads & babes & bimbos I have known No one does it better than you do on the phone Midway through my busy day all through my empty night I dial your 900 number and it feels oh so right

Nocturnal Stumblebutt (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

"Well it's 3am, and so I creep Around the house 'cause you're asleep I can't sleep, I gotta smoke I think I left some in my coat No they're not there, but there's a chance I left some in a packet in my

The Doctor `Loudon Wainwright III`

I went to the doctor and the doctor said Son you look older than me and I'm 71 You're falling apart and not living right I went to the doctor and the doctor said Loud, you've got to stop hanging out With

A Father And A Son `Loudon Wainwright III`

When I was your age I was just like you, And just look at me now; I'm sure you do. But your grandfather was just as bad And you should have heard him trash his dad.

Westchester County `Loudon Wainwright III`

I was raised here in Westchester County I was taught in the Country Day School We were richer than most, I don't mean to boast But I swam in the country club pool With a father from Hewlett, Long Island

Breakfast In Bed `Loudon Wainwright III`

Well I wake up in the morning And I can't get out of bed You're lying in there with me We stay put instead I grind the beans, squeeze the juice And butter up the toast That takes about an hour Ninety minutes

Unhappy Anniversary `Loudon Wainwright III`

Unhappy Anniversary It's one year since we split I walk and talk and get around Lie down, stand up, and sit I eat and drink and smoke and sing and Live a little bit Unhappy Anniversary It's one year since

Underwear `Loudon Wainwright III`

You know when I know just how much I care When I'm carefully folding your clean underwear I see it's all worth it though sometimes it sure hurts Putting back in the bureau drawer all my t-shirts I find

I Can'T Stand Myself `Loudon Wainwright III`

I sure can pick 'em Out looking for my next victim Who will that unlucky one be?

I'D Rather Be Lonely `Loudon Wainwright III`

Every night I get the blues, The greens and yellows and chartreus-es. You're still living here with me. I'd rather be lonely. All the time I look around For excuses to leave town.

Say That You Love Me (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

Told you I love you Talked on the [Incomprehensible] You'd said that you like me, feel like a fool Say that you like me, that's not enough Say that you love me, I'm calling your bluff Say that you love

Red Guitar (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

Used to have a red guitar until I smashed it one drunk night Smashed it in the classic form as Peter Townsend might I threw it in the fireplace, I left it there awhile Kate, she started crying when she

Career Moves `Loudon Wainwright III`

"For twenty odd years I have strummed on guitars Five thousand lost flat picks, four fingertip scars I must have broken a million g strings Picking and strumming, and playing these things Banging and tunin

Four Mirrors `Loudon Wainwright III`

I've slumped in your chair Tossed and turned in your bed Lurked in your lair I have lived in your head Where others were closer No one is nearer As I glimpse you in me In the hallway mirror I've grabbed