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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Drake
David Drake
Songwriter
Ben Masters
Ben Masters
Songwriter

Lyrics

Mother Mary's secretary doesn't trust the government She says that they'll be climbing up the wall Brother said that Mother's dead It's in your head It's all been spent He doesn't give a rats behind at all If you fall into her phone No, you won't be alone no more Just call her and you're home No, you won't be alone like you were before Father's got a lot of nerve He says he likes the resident of 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. Uncle Jerry's lost his berries He won't be drinking any sherry Some kind of rats behind we have If you fall into her phone No, you won't be alone no more Just call her and you're home No, you won't be alone like you were before If you fall into her phone No, you won't be alone no more Just call her and you're home No, you won't be alone like you were before
Writer(s): David Drake, Ben Masters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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