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If I get murdered in the city,
don't go revengin' in my name.
One person dead from such is plenty,
no need to go get locked away
When I leave your arms,
Some things I think of
No need to get over-alarmed
I'm coming home

If I get murdered in the city,
go read the letter in my desk.
Don't bother with all my belongings,
but pay attention to the list.
Make sure my sister knows I love her,
make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name.

Lord we married young and stayed where we came from
And gave those children everything we had
Will you stay with me in my time of need
Though it seems we had such little time for us
Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky cant offer none to me
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through
And Ill let your smile just off and carry me

And the empty bottle it misses you
Yeah and I'm the one that its talking to
And with you and I just barely strangers
I'm pretty much just left the fool
Damn don't the streets feel empty though
Just wandering round here without you

Oh the empty bottle it misses you and I'm the one its talking to
And I don't know which is worse
To wake up and see the sun

Or to be the one be the one that's gone

The trouble with your brother,
he's always sleeping with your mother.
And I know that your sister missed her time again this month.
Am I talking too fast or are you just playing dumb?
If you want I can write it down.
It should matter to you,
cos aren't you the one,
with your razzmatazz and the nights on the town?

Oh you knew it, and you blew it didn't you babe?
I was lying when I asked you to stay.
Now no-one's gonna care,
if you don't call them when you said.
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed.
And all those stupid little things,
they ain't working,
no they ain't working any more.

You started getting fatter,
three weeks after I left you.
And now you're going with some kid who looks like some bad comedian.
Are you gonna go out?
Or are you sitting at home eating boxes of Milk Tray?
Watch TV on your own, aren't you the one,
with your razzmatazz and your nights on the town?

And your father wants to help you doesn't he babe?
But your mother wants to put you away.
Now no-one's gonna care,
if you don't call them when you said.
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed.
And all those stupid little things,
they ain't working,
no they ain't working any more.

Oh well I saw you at the doctor's,
waiting for a test.
You tried to look like some kind of heiress,
but your face is such a mess.
And now you're going to a party,
and you're leaving on your own.
Well, I'm sorry, but didn't you say,
that things go better with a little bit of razzamatazz?

And now no-one's gonna care,
if you don't call them when you said.
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed.
Now it's half past ten in the evening,
and you wish that you were dead,
cos all those stupid little things,
they ain't working,
no they ain't working any more.