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Stanley Steamer


My friend’s got a Stanley Steamer
Says his carpets, they couldn’t be cleaner
Let’s you wear your shoes in to show you how

Though I just can’t share his joy
I’m assured this brand new toy
Helps to drown out all the voices in his head

Meet me over by the high school
There’s some girls down at the public pool
Giving the sun a bit of a tan

We’ll go drinking, tell some lies
Get some bullets from the shed.
Shoot the sky out ’til the police happen by

My friend’s got a Stanley Steamer
Says his carpets, they couldn’t be cleaner
Helps to drown out all the voices in his head

Tell me, where’s that girl you used to know?
The one you loved but never told?
The one you said looked like an Eskimo

Well, she’s gone and so am I
I’m only here to say goodbye
And leave my footprint on your living room rug