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Hey Bob come on in here

And put on a guitar

Like a rolling pin

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

Threw the Mats a dime in your prime

Didn't you

People'd call you say beware doll

You're bound to fall

But we been falling through

You used to laugh a lot

At everybody that was hanging out

Now you don't talk so loud

Now you don't seem so proud

About having to be scrounging

For your next meal

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling pin

People'd call and say beware doll

But you know you only get juiced in it

Nobody taught you how to live on

Sixty dollars for three days

But you're gonna get used to it

You used to laugh a lot

I used to laugh a lot

He's not selling any alibis

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And you say do you want to make a deal

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on our own

With no direction home

Like a rolling stone

Like A Rolling Pin - The Replacements