I told you long ago
To stop comin' round
Your drinking and your gambling
Are a constant down
You're mock educated
And you're mock well read
Your mouth keeps moving
Not a word gets said
And it drags me down
To see you mess yourself this way
And I moan for you
Watching you every day.
Writer(s): Burton Cummings, Greg Leskiw
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