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Lyrics for Sick & Tired
By Eric Clapton

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Iím gonna buy me a parrot, baby,
And teach him how to call my name.
Iím gonna buy me a parrot, baby,
And teach him how to call my name.
Then I wonít have to miss you baby
And I wonít have you driving me insane.

I was in love with you, baby,
Till the day you brought me down so low.
I was in love with you, baby,
Till the day you brought me down so low.
You had me walking íround in circles, baby;
I didnít know which way to go.

Oh, Iím so sick and tired of you baby,
Iím sick and tired of the way you carry on.
Lord, Iím sick and tired, baby,
Sick and tired of the way you carry on.
You can pack up all of your things, baby;
Hit the road, get out of here, be gone.

Now Iím gonna get me a shotgun, baby,
Keep it stashed behind the door.
Iím gonna get me a shotgun, baby,
Keep it stashed behind the bedroom door.
I may have to blow your brains out, baby,
Then you wonít bother me no more.