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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cold Chisel
Cold Chisel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Walker
Don Walker
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 I left the game
[Verse 2]
She was overly fond of sophisticated messin' around
I've had a belly full of lovin' on the same ol' merry-go-round
[Verse 3]
Well, I played in the summer and I froze in the winter
I hankered for a high school beauty
She was married to a rich, young timber miller
And christiened the boy when she was just nineteen
[Verse 4]
Crazy love, never gonna settle down
I've had a belly full of lovin' on the same ol' merry-go-round
[Verse 5]
Like any man, I gotta work for a livin'
Just to earn my soul for the weekend show
Saturday mornin' I'll be down by the river
Gettin' whipped at the Copmanhurst rodeo
[Verse 6]
When the weekend comes I'm gonna set fire to the town
I had a belly full of lovin' on the same ol' merry-go-round
[Verse 7]
I'm gonna set fire to the town
I'm gonna set fire to the town
I'm gonna set fire to the town
I'm gonna set fire to the town
I'm gonna set fire to the town
I'm gonna set fire to the town
[Verse 8]
I'm lookin' out as the sun goes down
Drinkin' Brandenburg at the end of the day
I'm twenty five and only half alive
And the rest is only a ticket away
[Verse 9]
Well, gimme a ticket, take me to a city hotel
I've had a belly full of lovin' on the same ol' merry-go-round
I had a belly full of lovin' on the same ol' merry-go-round
I had a belly full of lovin' on the same ol' merry-go-round
Written by: Don Walker
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