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Often referred to as "That Egg Song".
Written December 2000.
 

          My manners haven't been too good as of late-
          Mine as well be putting my elbows on my supper plate
          And my mouth don't say the nicest things,
          But when you count time you gotta resort to something.
          (1-2-3-4)
          Drop a coin in a mason jar cuz the walk to the wishing well seemed too far
          But a jar don't grant wishes so why bother?
          I'm thirsty anyhow, so I'll fill it up with water.
          (1-2-3-4) (water what for)

          Keep your head up straight-
          Even with egg on your face.
          I hear that yolk is good for the skin anyway. Anyways.

          Dip your feet in bleach so your footprints come clean-
          But, babe, I'm sorry, I know exactly where you've been.
          But you forgot to give me a head's up-
          I kinda like to be warned about heartache and such.
          (1-2-3-4) (The fool times four)
          I shoulda known since I live on repeats (repeat repeat),
          I come around like clockwork or summer's heat.

          Keep your head up straight-
          Even with egg on your face.
          I hear that yolk is good for the skin anyway. Anyways

          My face is as blank as the one's in guns.
          But my red, heartache skin ain't foolin' no one.
          If faces tell a story, yours is a strange tale
          That confuses the reader without fail.
          (1-2-3-4) (still want you more)
          This ending may come as a surprise:
          Look at me before I dissapear before your eyes.
          Dissapear before your eyes.

          I try not to look in the mirror anymore-
          If I said it once to my face, what's four times more?
          (just four times more) (just four times more)

          Keep your head up straight-
          Even with egg on your face.
          I hear that yolk is good for the skin anyway. Anyways