Haystacks Balboa The Children Of Heaven
our heat
You`re my down no longer sweet
Love to hear you howlin
I`m a wavin` thru`
C`mon keep me happy `till I`m tired of you
R: Don`t you know I`m spoiler
Spoiler! Spoiler
Squeezin` I`m spoiler
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2. The Children Of Heaven.
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R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha,ha, ha, ha!
The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Poor man MacBane thinks he`s perfectly sane
Killin` his wife In her bath
Was such a bore and she pleased him no more
How long can a man tame his wrath?
R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha, ha!
The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha,ha, ha!
Solo guitar....
Placin` his calls within cracks on the walls
The funeral`s goin` just fine
While mrs. MacBane finds hard to complain
The mourners tell jokes and drink wine.
R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha, ha!
The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha,ha, ha!
Solo organ...
The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha, ha!
Back in her room he can smell her perfume
Windin sick thoughts In his mind
The maids and the peers bestows him her cheers
Is grand what the old man can find
R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha, ha!
The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away
A- Ha, ha, ha!
