You've got skeletons in your closet, well mine's out running 'round

You've got skeletons in your closet, well mine's out running 'round

And when that jawbone starts to rattle, it spreads the news all over town

They'll be hanging round the city hall, the rumors start to fly

Before I can explain it, I got nothing left to hide

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They tell who's been cheating, who's been running 'round

They talk about my problems, and Lord, it brings me down

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You can't hold them down with shackles, you cant tie them up with chains

They'll slide out on the street at night and dirty up your name

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