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Jon Fratelli – Part Man Part Myth Part Time lyrics
He don't come in from the front door
He don't get buried in the snow
Well he don't come in from the front door
He don't get get buried in the snow
Part man part myth part time part Eskimo
He don't look pretty in the moonlight
He don't leave money when he go
He don't look pretty in the moonlight
He don't leave money when he go
Part man part myth part time ten years ago
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stomping his feet scratching up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that psychoanalyst noise
Pull a hand to tell them just make a choice
Straight jackets don't fit when you tear them up and pull them half around
And around
He don't do sin he no evil
He don't do the merry go round
He don't do sin he no evil
He don't do the merry go round
Part Man part myth part time on the rebound
He don't need a ticket to Toledo
He the one buried in the ground
He don't need an out of line libido
He don't weigh nothing by the pound
Part Man part myth part time likes the reach around
Watch him choke when the girls catch fire
Blowing off the smoke tearing out the wire
Never know what you don't know if you never lift your head
That's what the doctor said
Bang went the drums when [?]
Nothing he can do to hide the skin and bone
There was nothing much anyone could say when he threw up in the rain
Well anything to ease the pain
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stomping his feet scratching up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that psychoanalyst noise
Show a hand to tell them just make a choice
Straight jackets don't fit when you tear them up and pull them half around
And around
He don't get buried in the snow
Well he don't come in from the front door
He don't get get buried in the snow
Part man part myth part time part Eskimo
He don't look pretty in the moonlight
He don't leave money when he go
He don't look pretty in the moonlight
He don't leave money when he go
Part man part myth part time ten years ago
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stomping his feet scratching up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that psychoanalyst noise
Pull a hand to tell them just make a choice
Straight jackets don't fit when you tear them up and pull them half around
And around
He don't do sin he no evil
He don't do the merry go round
He don't do sin he no evil
He don't do the merry go round
Part Man part myth part time on the rebound
He don't need a ticket to Toledo
He the one buried in the ground
He don't need an out of line libido
He don't weigh nothing by the pound
Part Man part myth part time likes the reach around
Watch him choke when the girls catch fire
Blowing off the smoke tearing out the wire
Never know what you don't know if you never lift your head
That's what the doctor said
Bang went the drums when [?]
Nothing he can do to hide the skin and bone
There was nothing much anyone could say when he threw up in the rain
Well anything to ease the pain
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stomping his feet scratching up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that psychoanalyst noise
Show a hand to tell them just make a choice
Straight jackets don't fit when you tear them up and pull them half around
And around
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