House That Used To Be

Do you wanna wind up in a graveyard?

Like a number on a scorecard

They're gonna wrap you up in corn silk

They're gonna cry like you were spilled milk

You'd better take another Quaalude

And get yourself corkscrewed

I understand that you got cold feet

Why'd you have to take 'em down a side street?

I must be dumber than a spit curl

'Cause I got hung up on a showgirl

Now I look like I'm a scarecrow

I might as well go on a talk show

And this ain't a home anymore

Well, it's just four walls and a floor

Home is where you get the girls for free

This is just the house that used to be

Oh, the house that used to be

Do you wanna wind up in a graveyard?

Just another girl who co-starred

They're gonna wrap you up in corn silks

They're gonna cry like you were spilled milk

And in the far off wail of freight trains

And in the lonely howl of great danes

I hear the girl I lost forever

I hear the girl I lost forever

And this ain't a home anymore

Well, it's just four walls and a floor

Home is where you get the girls for free

This is just the house that used to be

Oh, the house that used to be