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Charlie King
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Charlie King
Songwriter
Letra
Nobody ever gets killed in our house
Nobody ever gets maimed
No glorious fights on the court or the ice
Where the grown-up boys play at their big money games
No one gets shot at, run over, or stabbed
Nobody goes up in flames
And the army recruiters, they never pass through here
You must wonder how we stay sane
Joanne and Jamie curled up with their books
I'm strumming an old song or new
It may come as a shock, but some nights we just talk
It's amazing the depths that you can sink to
We might watch the fire, we might watch the baby
We might watch the stars passing through
Ah, but nobody ever gets killed in our house
Take care, it could happen to you
No bathing suit beauties parade through our house
Nobody's having affairs
Nobody wiggles or giggles or jiggles in cute little outfits
And platinum hair
We miss all the gay and risqué little jokes
From Johnny and Joly, and Bob
And out of sheer malice, we've never watched Dallas
I guess you could say we've been robbed
We might watch the fire, we might watch the baby
We might watch the stars passing through
Ah, but nobody ever gets killed in our house
Take care, lest it happen to you
Ronald McDonald won't come to our house
Barbie and Ken stay away
No precocious teens sell us Calvin Klein jeans
Or feminine hygiene deodorant spray
Imagine a childhood without G.I Joe
Of all TV's wisdom deprived
In ignorance squalor with rings 'round our collars
We live out our meaningless lives
Joanne and Jamie curled up with their books
I'm still strumming an old song or two
It may come as a shock, but some nights we just talk
It's amazing the depths that you can sink to
We might watch the fire, we might watch the baby
We might watch the stars passing through
Ah, but nobody ever gets killed in our house
Take care, this could happen to you
Writer(s): Charlie King
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