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The Replacements

This was originally posted by Francois Rousseau last week.  Merci.

                       The Regular
                   (The Replacements)

(capo: 3rd fret)
intro:    (2x)

                             
Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst
                                      
After a hard day of nothing much at all
                                    
The summer's passed it's too late to cut the grass
                                          
There ain't much to break anyway in the fall
                            
And sometimes I,    just stay in the mood
                                
Take my place and back the loud noise
                                                             
You're like the picture on the fridg,  smelling stucked with food
                                       
Used to live at home now I stay at the house

                             
(And) everybody wants to be special here
                                      
They call your name out loud and clear

                                    
Here comes the regular,  call out your name
                                         
Here comes a regular,  am I the only one here today

                                                
Well a drinkin' buddies,  there's bound to another town
                               
Then once the police made him go away
                                           
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
                                              
I'll take a great big whiskey at you (here) anyway

                            
And everybody wants to be someone here
                                  
Someone's gonna show up never fear

                                    
Here comes the regular,  call out your name
                                                  
Here comes a regular,  am I the only one who feels ashamed

                     
Living along side of sadded eyes
                                                
Says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shot
                                             
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
                                     
A fool wastes his life, god rests his guts
                         
First the light and the colour goes off
         
The wind begins to blow
                                        
Turn your back on a pay you back last call
                 
First the glass and the leaves that last

Here comes the snow
                                      
Ain't much to break anyway in the fall


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Francois Rousseau
Laboratoire Incognito (Computer Languages)
Universite de Montreal, Canada
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