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Shakey Graves

Alexander, City Born

 

Alexander, City Born

(album: Donor Blues - 2012)


Alexander, city born
Same old clothes hes always worn
At his window every night staring off into the sky
Oh my what makes him tick
How interesting
Is he sick?
Is he weak in the knees?
Can he move yeah can he speak?

Ooh all I really gotta do
Is lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life
He thinks
Ooh all I really gotta do
Is just lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life

But shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him
Yeah shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him

Standard good as gold
Does exactly as hes told
Pull his strings and watch him dance
Make him think he has a chance

How interesting
Is he sick?
Is he weak in the knees?
Can he move yeah can he speak?

Yeah he thinks ooh all I really wanna do
Is just lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life
He thinks
Ooh all I really gotta do
Is just lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life

But shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him
Yeah shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him

Always at the foot of her bed
Where he vacations from time to time
And lives from year to year

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