Yes, I Have Mood Swings, They're Cheap, Why Do You Ask?

[The Magistrate]

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Here is the lyric, it's extraordinary,


It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground
And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar
If he's out tonight he must be truly down
And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present
To prove to you that what I said was real
For something small and frail and plastic, baby
Cause cheap is how I feel

Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough
To come up with an answer
To the question why is it that every time I see you
My love grows a little stronger

But your memory leaves my stomach churning
Feeling like a lie about to be revealed
But I'll horde all this to myself
Cause cheap is how I feel

It's not the smell in here that gets to me, it's the lights
I hate the shadows that they cast
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
I'll always drag with me from my past
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into
And maybe strike a deal
Your body for my soul, fair swap
Cause cheap is how I feel

[OAITW r.2.0]

1. Tip of the Hat to you, my Digital Friend!

I'm on this road, right now....


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3. I love this!

What album is this on?

I had an uncle who spent time in the Gulag. He used to say, "It was so cold, spit bounced."