Grounds for Divorce
Lyrics
Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid
I've been working on a cocktail called grounds for divorce
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleeve
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Down comes him on sticks but then he kicks like a horse
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
There's a tiny cigarette case
And the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
There's this whispering of jokers doing flesh by the pound
To a chorus of supposes from the little town whores
There'll be twisted karaoke at the Aniseed Lounge
And I'll bring you further roses
But it does you no good
And it does me no good
And it does you no good
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
Mmm
Someday we'll be drinking with the seldom seen kid
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Guy Edward John Garvey, Craig Lee Potter, Mark Potter, Peter James Turner, Richard Barry Jupp
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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