Merry-go-round Lyrics - Singles - Cold Chisel

I cried my tears in a glass of tequila 

For a truck-stop honey with a dubious name 

She held my heart like a blackjack dealer 

And took my money when she left the game 

She was overly fond of sophisticated messin' around 

I've had a bellyful of livin' in the same old merry-go-round 

Well I played in the summer and I froze in the winter 

And I hankered for the high school beauty queen 

She was married to a rich young timber-miller 

And christened a boy when she was just nineteen 

Crazy love, never gonna settle down 

I've had a bellyful of lovin' on the same old merry-go-round 

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Like any man I've got to work for a living 

Just to earn my soul for a weekend show 

Saturday morning I'll be down by the river 

Getting whipped at the Copmanhurst rodeo 

When the weekend comes I'm gonna set fire to the town 

I've had a bellyful of workin' on the same old merry-go-round 

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I'm looking out as the sun goes down 

Drinking Bundeburg at the end of the day 

I'm twentyfive, I'm half alive 

The rest is only just a ticket away 

Give me a ticket, take me to a city hotel 

I've had a bellyful of livin' on the same old merry-go-round