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They Might Be Giants They Might Be Giants The Pink Album

She's got her ear to the walls and she's tappin' the calls If you've got a secret boy, forget about it, 'cause she's a Hotel Detective my little Hotel

This song is dedicated to all you modern-day troubadors out there And I think I know who you are I got to get a job Got to get some pay My son's gotta

What's gonna happen to Chess Piece Face There go I but for my face All I know could be defaced by the facts in the life of Chess Piece Face I don't

how you get around No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful They want what they're not and I wish they

Everything right is wrong again Just like in the long long trailer All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving And nobody would stop to save her

some denim pants And a silver guitar But I politely told the ladies "You'll still have to call me Sir Because I have to keep my self-respect I'll never be

s a pig we all know what he wants Is just to please somebody else If the pu-pu-puppet head Was only bu-bu-busted in It would be a better thing for everyone

a long way to the bank Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose You guys must be into the Eurythmics For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be

The day Marvin Gaye and Phil Ochs got married The trees all waved their giant arms And happiness bled from every streetcorner And biplanes bombed with