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I Don't Have Anything to Do with My Hands Lyrics
I don't have anything to do with my hands
Handstands, cartwheels
I cannot manage at my age now
I am going a little bit crazier
than I remember
Going, going, gone
It's a Sunday (ha ha ha)
I pick up
Throw the dice away (ha ha ha)
And pick up, pick up
Pick up where you left off
Breathing is everything it's own reward
But damn, I deserve some kind of award
For breathing in
I'm pretty sure I was told there'd be treats
It's a Sunday (ha ha ha)
I pick up
Throw the dice away (ha ha ha)
And pick up, pick up
Pick up where you left off
You never told me what I had to do
But I like to do what I'm told to do
When I'm told by you
I don't have anything to do with my hands
So I hold on to what I can
Handstands, cartwheels
I cannot manage at my age now
than I remember
Going, going, gone
I pick up
Throw the dice away (ha ha ha)
And pick up, pick up
Pick up where you left off
But damn, I deserve some kind of award
For breathing in
I pick up
Throw the dice away (ha ha ha)
And pick up, pick up
Pick up where you left off
But I like to do what I'm told to do
When I'm told by you
So I hold on to what I can
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