Tom Waits - Picking Up After You Lyrics
Here comes the brideAnd there goes the groomLooks like a hurricaneWent thru this roomSmells like a poolhallWheres my other shoeAnd Im sick and tired of pickin up after youLooks like you spent the nite in a trenchAnd tell me,How long have you been combing your hair with a wrenchBlue roses are deadAnd the violets are tooAnd Im sick and tired of pickin up after youWell, Ive told you beforeI wont tell you againYou dont defrost the iceboxWith a ball point penThis railroad apartmentIs held together with glueAnd Im sick and tired of pickin up after youBecause I knowI been swindledI never bargained for thisOnce more you never cared about meWhy dont you get your own placeSo you can live like you doAnd Im sick and tired of pickin up after youTake all your relativesAnd all of your shoesBelieve me Ill really swingWhen youre goneIll be living on chicken and wineAfter were thruWith someone I pick up after youWith someone Ill pick up after youWith someone Ill pick up after youWith someone Ill pick up after you
