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Paroles
Edna million in a drop-dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol, but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
16 men on a dead man's chest
And I've been drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house Is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house Is on fire, your children are alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I'm stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
And through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm all alone with someone else's wife
Admire the view from up on top of the mast
Hey little bird, fly away home
House Is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House Is on fire, your children are alone
I said hey little bird, fly away home
Your house Is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House Is on fire, your children are alone
Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride
"To the carnival" is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna Million In a drop-dead suit
Dutch Pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol, but the gun won't shoot
I'm In the corner on the pouring rain
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house Is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house Is on fire, your children are alone
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits
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