House That Used to Be

Do you wanna wind up in a graveyard?
 Like a number on a scorecard
 They're gonna wrap you up in corn silk
 They're gonna cry like you were spilled milk
 You'd better take another Quaalude
 And get yourself corkscrewed
 I understand that you got cold feet
 Why'd you have to take 'em down a side street?
 I must be dumber than a spit curl
 'Cause I got hung up on a showgirl
 Now I look like I'm a scarecrow
 I might as well go on a talk show
 And this ain't a home anymore
 Well, it's just four walls and a floor
 Home is where you get the girls for free
 This is just the house that used to be
 Oh, the house that used to be
 Do you wanna wind up in a graveyard?
 Just another girl who co-starred
 They're gonna wrap you up in corn silks
 They're gonna cry like you were spilled milk
 And in the far off wail of freight trains
 And in the lonely howl of great danes
 I hear the girl I lost forever
 I hear the girl I lost forever
 And this ain't a home anymore
 Well, it's just four walls and a floor
 Home is where you get the girls for free
 This is just the house that used to be
 Oh, the house that used to be