The Bomber lyrics ( Joe Walsh )
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When I became of age my mama sat me down
Said
"Son, you're growin' up, it's time you look
around"
So I began to notice some things I
hadn't seen before
That's what brought me
here knockin' on your back door
Oh,
yeah
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A closet queen, the busstop's
dream, she wants to shake my hand
I don't
want to be there, she decides she can
It's
Apple Dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off
your branches
I can't sleep, and we can't
keep this cattle on my ranches
Oh,
yeah
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It's too strong, something's wrong
and I guess I lost the feelin'
I don't mind
the games you play, but I don't like your
dealin'
God looked bad, the luck's been had
and there's nothin' left to smoke
Will I be
back tomorrow for the punchline of the
joke?
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