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The Trashman's Daughter

from Coroner & Knives by Al Duvall

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You must be dead and buried not to notice girls today Fur and feathers and perfume you smell a mile away Sugar spice and talcum powder Talking loud and dressing louder I like ‘em less intense and full of common scents I’m taking out the trashman’s daughter and I don’t care who knows She’s stingy with the soap and water but lovely as a rose You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar it’s true Just think of what some rotten eggs and orange peels can do Her kisses have a funny taste she never combs her hair But when she grabs me by the waist I can’t refuse to care Our love went up in burning heat and then I had to burn the sheet She probably should have wiped her feet the trashman’s daughter, I’m taking out the trashman’s daughter I met her in the spring But since the weather’s getting hotter my eyes began to sting I took her down to cool her off out in the ocean breeze She took a swim and left a ring around the seven seas But now my heart is breakin’ when we bicker and we fight And I bring home the bacon to a pig sty every night She dumped me for a garbage man she cleaned me out and up and ran Oh no one else is sharper than the trashman’s daughter

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from Coroner & Knives, released March 20, 2005

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