I Get Lonesome Songtext - Beck

I Get Lonesome - Beck

Well there ain't nobody left to impress
And everyone's kissing their own hands
There's six six six on the kitchen floor
There ain't no fire in the pan

I get lonesome
I get lonesome
I get lonesome
I get lonesome

So glad to be a slab
Stiff as a stick on a board
I get thoughts and dirty socks
Piled in the corner

I get lonesome
I get lonesome
I get lonesome
I get lonesome

Getting fat on your own fear
Bring that beer over here
I stomp on the floor
Just to make a sound
I get lonesome

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