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Todd Snider

There's only two types of people as far as I can tell
The terminally ill and the worried well
Every time I've tried to climb out of this wishing well
I've made it up only high enough to hurt when I fell

Did you ever wonder
Well of course you did
Ive always wondered how you kept it all so well his
Ive had my heart wide open since I was a kid
I got a lot of love
I got a lot of love

Always inches from my ankle when he runs out of chain
My neighbor's dog knows I know how to drive him insane
I like to give him a little taste of what I'm feeling all day
Always chasing after something slightly too far away
You think that you're down to nothing
You ain't seen nothing yet
I am down and out to just about as nothing as it gets
I'm working all day every day to pay my debts
I need a lot of love
I need a ton of it

I got a lot of love
I got a lot of love

My old man was always such a bunch of wreckless fools
Lived by his own set of not so golden rules
The kind of show off that hated a show offs guts
Ive always figured that's what must be driving us nuts

I got a lot of love
I got a lot of love

I want a six foot tombstone two feet thick
With the words engraved I tried to tell you all I was sick
So you will know that I was right when you go walking on past
You tried to tell me I was well but look who's laughing last

Did you ever wonder
Well of course you did
Ive always wondered how you kept it all so well his
Ive had my heart wide open since I was a kid
I got a lot of love
I got a lot of love

Written by TODD DANIEL SNIDER, PETER COOPER
Published by BUG MUSIC

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