Adam Sandler – My Old Chair (Guitar)

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Is like a big comfy friend

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It's soft and it's fuzzy

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With a brownish orangey blend

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But the padding is gone, and I'm sorry to say

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I think it's time for me to throw my chair away

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Ohhh nooo....

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So I sit in you one last time

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I promise not to cry

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Pull on your handle, then recline and say goodbye

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So I put you out on the curb

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And I wish you good luck

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Then I see a guy with a mullet drive by 

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And put you in the back of his truck

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And I hope that he'll be good to you

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Do the things that I couldn't do

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And I hope he gives you more than me

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I hope that he is good company

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But when I climb into my bed

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And I turn off the lights

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I'll be wondering, who is farting in your cushion tonight

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I could always fart on you, you were always in the mood

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Even that one summer when I was eating lots of Indian food

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But I miss you more than ever and I know I'm to blame

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I guess I can fart on the couch now, but baby it's just not the same

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And I miss you baby ohh so much

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Your giant buttons and your velvet touch

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And I miss you more than anything

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The ball poking of your broken spring

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If loving a chair is wrong I don't wanna be right

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So I'm wondering who is farting in your cushion tonight

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Do you remember the night

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We watched the movie Norbit

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And everytime I broke wind

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You were happy to absorb it

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And after I go jogging

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My sweaty ass would get your seat wet

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And when I accidentally shat in my pants

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You kept it a secret

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And I think that I should let you know

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I'm sorry that I let you go

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And everyday I hope I see

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My chair on the curb just waiting for me

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I dream about you all the time

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And I hope you're all right

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Thats why I'm wondering who is farting in your cushion tonight

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Cause I wish it was me who is farting in your cushion tonight