Birthday Suit

Don't waste your money on fine clothes for me
There's still one thing I want the world to see
When I die all I ask of you
Bury me in my birthday suit

It ain't nothing they ain't seen before
Anyway they've all been dying to know
Just how I held onto a girl like you
Bury me in my birthday suit

Spent my early days in diapers
School days in a uniform
Well the clothes that fit me best
I've worn since I was born

Though it never seemed right to me
But on my death bed I'll be free
I want the world to know a whole nother side of me

It ain't nothing they ain't seen before
Anyway they've all been dying to know
How I held onto you, kept you true
Bury me in my birthday suit

All illusions will be shattered
And the truth there plain to see
But I'll be dead so I won't care who's there laughing at me

Life ain't nothing but a costume bar
Sometimes fun and sometimes not at all

So hand me down my favorite dancing shoes
Cause ain't no dead man ever had the blues



Credits
Writer(s): Antoni Wierzynski
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