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oh, the faucet started, drippin' in the kitchen, and last night your picture, fell down from the wall, today the boss said "sorry, i can't use you anymore.", and tonight the light bulb, went out in the hall, things have gone to pieces since you left me, nothing turns out half-right now it seems, there ain't nothing in my pocket, but three nickels and a dime, but i'm holding to the pieces of my dream, somebody threw a baseball, through my window, and the arm fell off, my fav'rite chair, again, the man called me today and said, "he'd haul my things away, if i didn't get my payments made by ten.", things have gone to pieces since you left me, nothing turns out half-right now it seems, there ain't nothing in my pocket, but three nickels and a dime, but i'm holding to the pieces of my dream.

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Artist: jones, george