| All the night it’s bli-bli-bli
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| 'N blop-blop-blop 'n drip, drip, drip
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| I’m turnin' the faucet off
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| Pretty uptight from bli-bli-bli
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| 'N blop-blop-blop, I hate this trip
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| I’m turnin' the faucet off
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| That faucet’s drippin'
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| Turnin' the faucet off
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| Tryin' t’sleep, I need my rest
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| But there’s no rest f’me, I guess
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| I’m turnin' the faucet off
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| All the night it’s bli-bli-bli
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| 'N blop-blop-blop 'n drip, drip, drip
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| I’m turnin' the faucet off
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| My mind is flippin'
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| Turnin' the faucet off
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| I’m tryin' my best to sleep
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| I’m tryin' without success
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| I tell y' it just ain’t fair a faucet
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| Measures in this mess
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| That’s it, I guess!
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| Every night I gotta git up in the middle of the gol’durn night
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| An' it’s colder’n a Swedish well-digger's behin'
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| But I gotta do it
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| Otherwise I’m outta' m’min. |
| stone crazy
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| Stop the faucet from drippin'
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| 'N drivin y’nuts — stone nuts
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| It’s drivin' you crazy
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| One more drip an' you’ll scream
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| No stuff, you can look him
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| An' tell he has enough
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| Whoa-oh, lemme tell y’really
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| It’s rough
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| Talkin' 'bout them blee blop blues
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| I’m hip to that drip goofin' my sleep
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| I’m so tired o’gittin' up in the night
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| What a catastratrose
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| Pride’s got me feelin' I’m boun’t'
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| Behave like an oaf
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| I’ll git me a hammer — Bam!
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| Quite the difference in the way
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| The faucet soun’s now
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| I’m gonna go bam-bam-bam-bam
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| Bam-bam-bam on that faucet
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| Damn that faucet for the stupid ol'
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| Drip that it is I tell y'
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| I really am sick o’that drip
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| Maybe the plumber man’s
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| Got him a better, prettier tip
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| About stoppin' that drip
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| But as f’now
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| When you be deep within y’nightly nap
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| An' nothin worser than a drippin' tap
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| You try t’lay there an' preten' you deaf
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| But soon y' fin’ly know there ain' nothin' left
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| That you jus' cannot stand it anymore
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| You’re hip
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| Drip drip drip drip
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| An' so y’git up an' you’re half asleep
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| You’re so disgusted that’cha wanna weep
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| You bump your knee while tryin' t’find the lamp
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| Your throat is dried up and y’feelin' a cramp
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| You can’t feel dum’r an' you’d like t’kill the plum’er
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| You envy children in summer camp
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| But as for now
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| But as for now
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| The drippin' soun'
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| The drippin' soun'
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| Has got me so I’m 'bout t’tear the plumin' down
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| I’m 'bout t’tear the plumin' down I’m talkin' down
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| Y’gotta stop
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| Y’gotta stop
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| The constant seep
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| The constant seep
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| Because it makes it real impossible t’sleep
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| Real impossible t’sleep, I’m talkin' sleep
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| Your plum’er goofed
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| So face the fact
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| Y' gotta use
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| A lot o’tact
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| Your plumber really gotta' straighten
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| Up his act
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| Next time you’re li’ble to crack
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| Folks with leaky faucets
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| Think o’wakin' up millions o’times
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| T’stop the faucet drippin'
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| Part o’the trouble o’livin' with plumbin'
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| Is the dues a fella always pays
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| Adoptin' fancy citified ways
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| That’s what’cha git f’livin in the city
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| Whenever a nature lover hears your tale
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| You ain' gonna git lots o’pity
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| Dig — when y’r bothered by the blee bop blues
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| Dig this — turn the faucet off’n you’ll stop blues
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| Then dig this — you won’t have t’sing th'
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| Blee bop blues
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| When pipes’re drippin' nerves’re strainin'
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| People jus' can’t help complainin'
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| Everybody really c’n dig that
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| Stuff that pipe
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| End this endless incredible gripe
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| End this endless gripe
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| That’s them dues' - Blee blop blues
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| Yeah — - - - - - - |