I took the money that they sent me
to get a ticket home,
and I bought a xylophone.
I took the groceries that they bought me
threw them in the Mississip:
snapping turtles, fish and chips.
I don't want a girl with health insurance, cause I
don't wanna want for anything.
Fine meals eating from the trash can
a diploma as my napkin
thought you were looking thin
And then, when you did a headstand
through your ribs I saw your heartbeat
we lost our heads but kept our feet.
I don't want a girl with health insurance, cause I
don't wanna want for anything.
One night standing by the river,
had to hop some chain-link,
don't those fences make you think.
Cold enough to make you shiver
the water bears the trash away,
and I don't think that I can stay.
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