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Lyrics for 'The Frying Pan' by 'John Prine'
I Come Home From Work This Evening
There Was A Note In The Frying Pan
It Said Fix Your Own Supper Babe
I Run Off With The Fuller Brush Man
Chorus:
And I Miss The Way She Used To Yell At Me
The Way She Used To Cuss And Moan
And If I Ever Go Out And Get Married Again
I'll Never Leave My Wife At Home
Sat Down At The Table
Screamed, And I Hollered And Cried
And I Commenced A Carryin' On
Till I Almost Lost My Mind
Repeat Chorus
If I Ever See Another Salesman
Come A Knockin' At My Door
I'm Gonna Pick Up A Rock And Hit Him On The Head
And Knock Him Down On The Floor
Repeat Chorus
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