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Lyrics for 'Merry Go Round' by '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
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
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
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