| Come on
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| Your uncle Walter’s goin' on and on
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| 'Bout everything he’s seen and done
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| The voice of fifty years experience
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| He’s drunk watchin' the television
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| You know he’s been around the world, last night
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| He flew to Baghdad in his magical armchair
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| With cigarettes and a six pack, yeah, he just got back
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| The spits flyin' everywhere, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Your uncle Walter’s goin' on and on
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| (Oh, you’re back so late)
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| Where did you go that you were gone so long?
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| So, how could you leave me here so long with uncle Walter?
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| Your uncle Walter saw who fired the shots
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| He drove his chair in the cavalcade
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| He’s flown from South Africa to countries where
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| They beat themselves on the backs with chains
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| There was a fleet of battleships and one reclinin' chair
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| Headed north on the Arabian sea, now he’s back
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| To tell us what he and his oldest boy Blair
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| They’re gettin' rich with a mail order scheme, oh, oh
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| Your uncle Walter saw who fired the shots
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| (We're so glad you’re home)
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| Where did you go that you were gone so long?
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| How could you leave me here so long with uncle Walter?
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| Your uncle Walter told me
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| Everythin' he’d do if he was president
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| Now, what a perfect world this world would be
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| If he was president now but he’s not
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| And he sees the children smokin' pot
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| He knows that in a moment they’ll be
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| Shootin' up heroin, teardrops in his armchair
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| A fifty minute lecture, tobacco juice rollin' down his chin
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| Your uncle Walter’s goin' on and on
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| (Oh, you’re back so late)
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| Where did you go that you were gone so long?
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| So how could you leave me here so long with uncle Walter?
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| Come on |