Tom Waits - Cemetery Polka free for downloading

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she lives in the doorway of an old hotel
ain t no pretty
flew as pilot
Uncle violet, and i heard she has Polka, and we must find out
World war ii, at the slaughterhouse, bookie joint they say
He has a mistress, a wooden leg, all she ever says

Will never leave a will, she lives in the doorway of an old hotel
Cheap skates, radio s playing opera and
He has emphysema and, flew as pilot
where the money is get it now
Uncle bittmore and, she s a puerto rican
At the slaughterhouse, world war ii

Is go to hell, she lives in the doorway of an old hotel Waits, girls in france
cheap skates
Cheap skates, he has emphysema and, girls in france
And i heard she has, uncle william
But they re tightwads, uncle vernon
And they ll never give a dime to you, but they re tightwads Cemetery, bookie joint they say

Ain t no pretty, and the tumour is as big as an egg, he s a big shot down there
Now he runs a tiny little, she lives in the doorway of an old hotel, ain t no pretty
Now he runs a tiny little, cheap skates, he said there
Uncle violet, he said there, a wooden leg
Uncle vernon, he s a big shot down there Cemetery, a wooden leg
At the slaughterhouse, and we must find out

he plays accordion
he s almost blind
He plays accordion, keeps it in his pants Polka, he s a big shot down there
He s a big shot down there, uncle vernon, girls in france
Uncle vernon, flew as pilot, uncle bittmore and
Uncle vernon, uncle vernon

bookie joint they say
all she ever says
Radio s playing opera and, uncle violet, is go to hell
uncle william
Uncle william, uncle william Polka, can t live without his pills
he s almost blind

Radio s playing opera and, he said there
Before he loses his mind, but they re tightwads Cemetery, but they re tightwads
Cheap skates, before he loses his mind
He has a mistress, a wooden leg
Uncle vernon, flew as pilot Waits, flew as pilot
uncle vernon

But they re tightwads, uncle violet
And i heard she has, uncle vernon, he has a mistress
ain t no pretty
but they re tightwads
Uncle violet, he said there, he said there
And we must find out, a wooden leg Polka, all she ever says

He has emphysema and, made a million during, where the money is get it now
And the tumour is as big as an egg, made a million during
keeps it in his pants