Lyrics

Don't waste your money on fine clothes for me There's still one thing I want the world to see When I die all I ask of you Bury me in my birthday suit It ain't nothing they ain't seen before Anyway they've all been dying to know Just how I held onto a girl like you Bury me in my birthday suit Spent my early days in diapers School days in a uniform Well the clothes that fit me best I've worn since I was born Though it never seemed right to me But on my death bed I'll be free I want the world to know a whole nother side of me It ain't nothing they ain't seen before Anyway they've all been dying to know How I held onto you, kept you true Bury me in my birthday suit All illusions will be shattered And the truth there plain to see But I'll be dead so I won't care who's there laughing at me Life ain't nothing but a costume bar Sometimes fun and sometimes not at all So hand me down my favorite dancing shoes Cause ain't no dead man ever had the blues
Writer(s): Antoni Lech Wierzynski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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