Everybody Loves You When You're Dead Lyrics by Wild Strawberries
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She told me her name was CymbelineI met her at the corner of Church and QueenShe was selling lies and other painted thingsI hardly even noticed when she touched my ringShe sold me a camera for a songA silver instamatic made in BonnCareful with my heart it's not very strongShe wrote that on the border when I was goneShe said that she's going homeAnd she won't be longHalf a mile from TexasShe looked at me and saidEverybody wants you when you're deadI can drive for hours when I'm wrongShe said it like a preacher before the throngCareful with your life--it's not very longWe struggle for a moment and then we're goneI think I'll take her bishop with my queenThe glass is nearly empty and she's asleepSomewhere in my mind I think I see her weepPerhaps I'll check the silver before I leave
She told me her name was CymbelineI met her at the corner of Church and QueenShe was selling lies and other painted thingsI hardly even noticed when she touched my ringShe sold me a camera for a songA silver instamatic made in BonnCareful with my heart it's not very strongShe wrote that on the border when I was goneShe said that she's going homeAnd she won't be longHalf a mile from TexasShe looked at me and saidEverybody wants you when you're deadI can drive for hours when I'm wrongShe said it like a preacher before the throngCareful with your life--it's not very longWe struggle for a moment and then we're goneI think I'll take her bishop with my queenThe glass is nearly empty and she's asleepSomewhere in my mind I think I see her weepPerhaps I'll check the silver before I leave