Nan (Live in the Third Man Booth)

Lyrics
Hi, I'm fuckin' Eddie Dingle I met this girl named Nan She overpopulated my senses And then fuckin' dicked me over What's your big secret, babe? Could you give me a clue? Oh silly billy girl, I'm so in love with you Won't you tell me what's What's on your mind If you'd open your head tell me what would I find Are you for real? What do you feel? Finders keepers, losers weepers, babe If I could get the lid off, I'd look into the jar Is this the best that I can do? It ain't done me no good so far Mind over matter But it seems I don't matter at all you fucker Nan, a table for one You think I could be invited to come you fuck? What's your big secret, babe? Could you give me a clue? Oh silly billy girl I'm so in love with you Won't you tell me what's on your mind If you'd open your head tell me what would I find Are you for real? What do you feel? You know, I saw you yesterday walkin' with Danny He's a fucker, and you're a fucker too You know what you did to me babe? Yeah, you know what you did, now you're walkin' with Danny down the street How do you think that makes me feel, huh? How do you think that made me feel, huh? You think I like it here, you fucker? You fuckin' bitch, I hate you, you fucker You fuckin' bitch, I hate you, you You keep walkin' with Danny You keep fuckin' walkin' with Danny, I don't give a fuck Yeah, I don't give a flying fuck about you or Danny, you bitch Bitch
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