Willis Earl Beal too dry too cry

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[Verse 1]
Tweed jacket, trucker hat, cup of tea
I'm just sittin' at the table thinkin' about me
With my moccasins on, waiting by the phone
With my half-masked eyes like a tearless drone
I am the deep-down clown, you better throw me a bone
'Cuz I been makin' that sound when they let me alone
With the pots and pans, my voice and my hands
And my spoon drumstick, with this innocuous trance
You got to give me chance to advance this romance
So when I pick out my 'fro, I have a place I can go
[Hook]
Oh no, don't leave me hangin' like a spider with no fly
'Cuz I been bangin' on the walls 'cuz I'm too dry to cry (x2)
[Verse 2]
Photocopied Xerox pictures of dames
With two-dimensional faces make me feel ashamed
So I keep them tucked away in a folder that's red
But I don't need to look at them, 'cuz they're stuck in my head
They're what I sniff when I tell you to come right along
In my one-room shack you know we can't go wrong
I can nine hard inches like a pitchfork prong,
So honey, lift up your dress and help me sing this song
[Hook x2]
Oh, no
Don't leave me hangin'
[repeat, fade out]

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