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( Ironic love song lyrics )
GUESS WHAT I FOUND
'NEATH THE DIRTY FRIDGE
Copyright © 1999 - mickterry.com

1: So, there I was at dinner,
and all by myself again.
It's become a nightly ritual,
writing with my favorite pen,
recounting and recording
in a masochistic way
all the feelings and frustrations
of another wasted day.

2: So, there I'm ruminating
and my thoughts just fall on you.
And it got so aggravating
that I broke my pen in two.
The upper half went flying,
landing on a kitchen shelf.
But the lower part rolled somewhere
I don't dare go by myself.

CHORUS:
Guess what I found 'neath the dirty 'fridge'
among all the dust and grime.
I guess maybe I should clean a bit
if I ever should find the time.
Guess what I found 'neath the dirty 'fridge'
when I finally looked down there.
It wasn't quite a pretty sight:
more proof that you're not here.

3: So, that's where that old key went
when I had to saw that lock.
Yes, and there's that pawn shop voucher
for those tools I had to hock.
Right there're the opera tickets
that you swore I hid from you.
Oh, & that's where your gold ring rolled
when you threw it 'cross the room.
CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
The very slightest quarrel
escalated to extremes,
with nagging, cursing, shouting
raising volumes up to screams.
I ducked to miss the ring thrown
as you bolted out the door.
I never thought we'd come to this,
to things found on the floor.

4: Remember searching hours
for that earring down the hall?
And that twenty that we both swore
had been eaten by the wall?
Those mysteries now are settled,
except for memories that they bring.
But what I found most disturbing
was when I found that damned ring.
CHORUS:

Copyright © 2000  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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ON THE ROPES
YOUR LEAVING
MORNING LIGHT
HIDDEN CORNERS
GET THE FEELING
WISHFUL DRINKING
MAYBE WE'VE HURT
THAT'S GOTTA HURT
TALKING TO MYSELF
YOU WERE THE BEST
I SOLD MY WIFE ON eBAY
GOODBYE WAS ALL SHE WROTE
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