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Leave The Lights On Lyrics - Lost Dogs And Mixed Blessings - John Prine

Feeling kind of bony 

On the telephoney 

Talking to Marconi 

Eating Rice-a-Roni 

Nominated for a Tony 

For acting like a phoney 

Watching Twilight Zoney 

On my forty-two inch Sony 

This is just a long song 

It ain't no poem 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

 

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It's like sitting in the kitchen 

When the music's really bitchin' 

Your nose it starts to itchin' 

As you count your old age pension 

Did I forget to mention 

The ride that I was hitchin' 

To the Aluminum convention 

I had such good intention 

Keep your cotton pickin' fingers off 

My song poem 

And leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Don't forget your toothbrush 

Your hairbrush and your comb 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Got a big ol' dog 

A chrome crowbar 

I keep that mother humper in the back seat of my car 

 

Photos 

 

Me and Billy Shakespeare 

Stepped out to get a root beer 

We sat together so near 

People thought we were queer 

Punctuated by the big scare 

We joined the Air Force right there 

To defend our country first class 

Who couldn't give a rat's ass 

Don't you tell me that the White House is my home 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Don't forget your toothbrush 

Your hairbrush and your comb 

Leave the lights on till your baby gets home 

Got a big ol' dog 

A big iron bar 

I keep that mother humper in the back seat of my car 

It's like kissing Greta Garbo with a mouth full of marbles 

Like trying to cash a paycheck in the middle of a train wreck 

Leave the lights on 

Leave the lights on 

 

Like trying to get aroundo in a carmade of bondo 

Like speaking German lingo to a dog named Dingo - Plotz! 

Leave the lights on 

Leave the lights on 

 

Like a French fried quesadilla 

In a franchised pizzeria 

Leave the lights on 

Leave the lights on 

 

A big iron bar 

I keep that mother humper in the back seat of my car. 

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