Mr. Garbage Man

Hey Mr. Garbage Man This might sound strange I understand Mr. Garbage man I have a special request If it ain't too much to ask You see me lying in the gutter? My soul's broken my woman found another Now my body's just an empty shuck So why don't you pick it up & put it in your garbage truck? Don't think you can salvage parts and take 'em to the scrapyard Sell 'em and make a dime Oh no, all of me is worthless So don't you waste your time Hey Mr. Garbage Man, can't you hear me callin? Dump this body 'cause it ain't no use for nothing It might sound strange but it ain't no lie Let me tell you why What good are these arms If I can't wrap them around you What good is this mind If it can only think about you What use are these hands if I can't use them to hold you Take out these eyes if I can't lay them upon you Here take my mouth, my words only make you cry No I ain't trying to upset you Mr. garbage man says: I called someone to get you Mr. Inquirer don't understand the situation Take me down to the police station Lock me to a ball and chain Take my money, take my name Donate my body to the institute of science Oh no, I don't mind because What good are these arms If I can't wrap them around you What good is this mind If it's only trying to forget you What use are these hands if I can't use them to hold you Take out these eyes if I can't lay them upon you Here take my heart if I can't use it to love you What good are these hands If I can't use them to hold you What good are these legs If I can't use them to walk towards you Away with these bones If I can't use them to bone you Away with these eyes if I can't lay them upon you Here take my heart if I can't use it to love you