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FLUSHED FROM THE BATHROOM OF YOUR HEART (Jack Clement) From the backdoor of your life You swept me out, dear. In the breadline of your dreams I've lost my place. At the table of your love I got the brush off. At the Indianapolis of your heart I've lost the race. cho: I've been washed down the sink of your conscience. In the *theatre of your love, I've lost my part. And now you say you've got me out of your conscience- I've been flushed from the bathroom of your heart. In the garbage disposal of your mind I've been ground up, dear. In the river of your plans I'm up the creek. Up the elevator of your future I've been shafted On your calendar of events---I'm last week! Repeat Chorus: * The word theatre is pronounced The a tor(long a) sung by Johnny Cash @country filename[ FLUSHED Feb07 ![]() 8note Sheet> |
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