"Bed of Pain" as written by and Anton Barbeau....
You broke my arms in the heat of passion
You broke my legs in a fit of pique
Poked out my eyes on a sunny Monday
Pulled out my toenails at the end of the week

And I am lying around just waiting for you
Lying around on my bed of pain
Lying around I got nothing for you
Except this eggplant to relieve your swollen brain

I found your car with its engine running
Parked in the garden of the girl next door
And on the dashboard there was written something funny
The words "Is this my head? I don't know what it's for."
The words "Is this my head? I don't know what it's for."
The words "Is this my head? I don't know what it's for."

And all the world is my gopher tonight
All the world is my gopher tonight, my love

And in the morning with your brand new lover
Tied to the bedpost, with a thousand chains
Screams in your ear "I'm your lover not your mother."
The words you thought you'd never wait so long to hear
The words you thought you'd never wait so long to hear
The words you thought you'd never wait so long to hear

And I am lying around just waiting for you
Lying around on my bed of pain
Lying around I got nothing for you
Except this eggplant to relieve your swollen brain


Lyrics submitted by ftdbb49

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