Dirty Dishes Lyrics

Bare trees in the window
Light in the bushes
I'm in my bedroom worried about my dishes
They're so dirty, lord knows they're dirty
I ain't got no toothpaste, I can't get my shoes laced
And my dishes are so dirty

My little Sony is on the blink
And mister I could sure use a drink
Bartender, could you spare me a quart
I'm gonna take my forty-four Knock off a liquor store
I'll take my chances in court

My favorite girlfriend
Pointed to the door
She said don't bring your long ass back 'round here no
more
She got my Shakespeare
She got my snake spear
She got my Vinnie Van Gogh
I'm gonna cut off a piece of my ear
Hang it from the chandelier
Then I'm gonna hit hit the road

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