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Abandoned

de Butter Bath

You’ve got versions of me
Crashing through your room
Making my debut
I’m not the staple piece type
But I make a great footnote for you
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses?
Do they cry themselves to sleep?
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the placemat has had it’s very final use?

On the night that it changed
Can’t call it a date
You were forty minutes late
Now I’m lucky to eat
At the table where I once was the king

What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses?
Do they cry themselves to sleep?
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the placemat has had it’s very final use?

There’s a lot of moonshine
Under all your sunshine
Guess it must be showtime
Judging from the bar line
Only time I see ya
Swinging from the treetops
Locking in for lift off

What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses?
Do they cry themselves to sleep?
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the placemat has had it’s very final use?

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