Ten Cent Blues
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โฑ๏ธ 3:59 duration
๐ ID: 405217
๐ Lyrics
Dear orthodox,
I can't control my feelings,
And who hit me?
I just might be
Coming round the bush
And my stilts, they began cracking
Subsequently pushed
And I looked to see that it was she
Just some abandoned little crook like me
Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
This was the ending plea
Oh, whoa...
I was attached on bended knee
But I declined my leave
But who could blame
A fraction of her being?
She is cheesy, she is scrawny
With her uncanny styling
I'm teasing, she is pleasing
She just has no wit
And I'm sorry I don't have her face
And I'm probably gonna lose this race
There is no doubt she's such a mouse
With such an abstract grace
Oh, whoa...
There is no cure, I am sure
For these ten cent blues
And then she chose to dissect me
And I was casted into poverty
But I did not agree with her
She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
But I don't care if I'm granted
For all these things
If I were one among this crowd
Would you call that defeat?
In a way it's making me crazy
In a sense that it's making me stronger
A likely chance, and it's probably proven
In the end we'll all walk away
Shaking hands on the doormat
I salute you, sir
A stranger end, a happy fit
I'm glad I'm part of it
And that I saw it all
I can't control my feelings,
And who hit me?
I just might be
Coming round the bush
And my stilts, they began cracking
Subsequently pushed
And I looked to see that it was she
Just some abandoned little crook like me
Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
This was the ending plea
Oh, whoa...
I was attached on bended knee
But I declined my leave
But who could blame
A fraction of her being?
She is cheesy, she is scrawny
With her uncanny styling
I'm teasing, she is pleasing
She just has no wit
And I'm sorry I don't have her face
And I'm probably gonna lose this race
There is no doubt she's such a mouse
With such an abstract grace
Oh, whoa...
There is no cure, I am sure
For these ten cent blues
And then she chose to dissect me
And I was casted into poverty
But I did not agree with her
She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
But I don't care if I'm granted
For all these things
If I were one among this crowd
Would you call that defeat?
In a way it's making me crazy
In a sense that it's making me stronger
A likely chance, and it's probably proven
In the end we'll all walk away
Shaking hands on the doormat
I salute you, sir
A stranger end, a happy fit
I'm glad I'm part of it
And that I saw it all
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.56] Dear orthodox,
[00:21.21] I can't control my feelings,
[00:25.76] And who hit me?
[00:27.58] I just might be
[00:30.26] Coming round the bush
[00:33.85] And my stilts, they began cracking
[00:37.44] Subsequently pushed
[00:41.04] And I looked to see that it was she
[00:44.70] Just some abandoned little crook like me
[00:49.28] Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
[00:51.94] This was the ending plea
[00:56.49] Oh, whoa...
[01:04.53] I was attached on bended knee
[01:08.18] But I declined my leave
[01:13.61] But who could blame
[01:16.36] A fraction of her being?
[01:20.85] She is cheesy, she is scrawny
[01:24.46] With her uncanny styling
[01:28.02] I'm teasing, she is pleasing
[01:32.55] She just has no wit
[01:36.13] And I'm sorry I don't have her face
[01:39.72] And I'm probably gonna lose this race
[01:44.24] There is no doubt she's such a mouse
[01:47.00] With such an abstract grace
[01:51.50] Oh, whoa...
[01:59.61] There is no cure, I am sure
[02:03.22] For these ten cent blues
[02:07.73] And then she chose to dissect me
[02:10.50] And I was casted into poverty
[02:15.08] But I did not agree with her
[02:18.67] She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
[02:22.25] But I don't care if I'm granted
[02:26.71] For all these things
[02:31.23] If I were one among this crowd
[02:33.95] Would you call that defeat?
[02:38.46] In a way it's making me crazy
[02:46.69] In a sense that it's making me stronger
[02:53.88] A likely chance, and it's probably proven
[03:01.90] In the end we'll all walk away
[03:09.19] Shaking hands on the doormat
[03:12.76] I salute you, sir
[03:18.24] A stranger end, a happy fit
[03:21.89] I'm glad I'm part of it
[03:24.59] And that I saw it all
[03:29.93]
[00:21.21] I can't control my feelings,
[00:25.76] And who hit me?
[00:27.58] I just might be
[00:30.26] Coming round the bush
[00:33.85] And my stilts, they began cracking
[00:37.44] Subsequently pushed
[00:41.04] And I looked to see that it was she
[00:44.70] Just some abandoned little crook like me
[00:49.28] Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
[00:51.94] This was the ending plea
[00:56.49] Oh, whoa...
[01:04.53] I was attached on bended knee
[01:08.18] But I declined my leave
[01:13.61] But who could blame
[01:16.36] A fraction of her being?
[01:20.85] She is cheesy, she is scrawny
[01:24.46] With her uncanny styling
[01:28.02] I'm teasing, she is pleasing
[01:32.55] She just has no wit
[01:36.13] And I'm sorry I don't have her face
[01:39.72] And I'm probably gonna lose this race
[01:44.24] There is no doubt she's such a mouse
[01:47.00] With such an abstract grace
[01:51.50] Oh, whoa...
[01:59.61] There is no cure, I am sure
[02:03.22] For these ten cent blues
[02:07.73] And then she chose to dissect me
[02:10.50] And I was casted into poverty
[02:15.08] But I did not agree with her
[02:18.67] She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
[02:22.25] But I don't care if I'm granted
[02:26.71] For all these things
[02:31.23] If I were one among this crowd
[02:33.95] Would you call that defeat?
[02:38.46] In a way it's making me crazy
[02:46.69] In a sense that it's making me stronger
[02:53.88] A likely chance, and it's probably proven
[03:01.90] In the end we'll all walk away
[03:09.19] Shaking hands on the doormat
[03:12.76] I salute you, sir
[03:18.24] A stranger end, a happy fit
[03:21.89] I'm glad I'm part of it
[03:24.59] And that I saw it all
[03:29.93]