"Vincent O'Brien" lyrics

"Vincent O'Brien"

He only sings when he's sad
And he's sad all the time
So he sings the whole night through
Yeah, he sings in the daytime too

He only dreams when he's sad
And he's sad all the time
So he dreams the whole night through
Yeah, he dreams in the daytime too

There may be mermaids under the water
There may even be a man in the moon
Oh, but Vince, your time is running out
I hope you get yourself together soon

Out of Buffalo, the man
Below the belt he swung
And then after the bell has rung
Another cheap shot, here it comes
Another cheap shot, here it comes
Another cheap shot...

He only laughs when he's sad
And he's sad all the time
So he laughs the whole night through
Yeah, he laughs in the daytime, too

There may be mermaids under the water
There may even be a man in the moon
Oh, but Vince, your time is running out
I hope you get yourself together soon
I hope you get yourself together soon
I hope you get yourself together soon
I hope you get yourself together soon
I hope you get yourself together...


Thanks to kartik_Phenom for adding these lyrics.
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