Lyrics:Lucky Ball & Chain (Dial-A-Song)
| Lucky Ball & Chain (Dial-A-Song) |
| By: They Might Be Giants |
| Year: 1989 |
I lost my lucky ball and chain Now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She threw away her baby-doll I stood there with my pride But I was young and foolish then I feel old and foolish now Confidentially She never called me baby-doll Confidentially I never called her girl But now I rock a bar stool And I drink for two Just pondering this time bomb in my mind I lost my lucky ball and chain Now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She walked away from a happy man I thought I was so cool I just stood there whistling "There goes the bride" as she walked out the door "There goes the bride" as she walked out the door Flansburgh message from 1989: Hi, this is the They Might Be Giants operator, John, with a very very special offer from They Might Be Giants. Please grab a pencil and a piece of paper for this special mug address. And uh, if you'd like a They Might Be Giants mug, you can write this address. 10 dollars a mug, and uh, this is the address: They Might Be Giants, P.O. Box 110 553, Williamsburg Station, Brooklyn, New York, 11211. And then, if you really wanna bother with this, the dash "0003". But if you just write "They Might Be Giants, P.O. Box 110 553, Williamsburg Station, Brooklyn, New York, 11211", Uh, you can get your fine They Might Be Giants mugs. They'll also send you a piece of paper with, uh, all the other things that are available, Including, umm, singles that probably aren't in record stores and stuff like that. So, please write us, thank you for calling They Might Be Giants Dial-A-Song. We won't be performing anywhere in the near future for a little while cause we're working on our third album, But please call Dial-A-Song back for a different song, probably tomorrow. Talk to you later, bye-bye. |
