Get Out of the Wheatfield, Grandma, You're Goin' Against the Grain Get Off'n the Stove, Old Grandma, You're Too Old to Ride the Range
Does anyone know:
BATHTUB OF LOVE Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle went my hopes and aspirations I sit here all soapy in quiet desperation Well, I wish you hadn't left me to the stars up above When you pulled the plug out of my bathtub of love For your love you know I would have done most anything All that I've got left to show is this dirty old ring Well I wish...
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