Loudon Wainwright Iii - Unrequited to the Nth Degree (live) lyrics

Oh when I die and it won't be long Hey you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong Yeah you're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad Hey and if there's an after life I'll gloat and I'll be glad Might be a plane crash, or some sort of OD Hey there's going to be a photograph with my obituary You're gonna see it and you'll cry You're gonna wanna wear black Hey I'll be dead but you can bet your life, I'm gonna get you back I'm tired of being left up on your shelf I might not wait around, might k** myself Not only would you miss me, but you'd feel guilty to Oh I'd be dead but it'd be too late the joke would be on you (sing-a-long) Ha ha ha ha, ho ho ho ho Chuckle chuckle chuckle chuckle Sn******g sn******g sn******g sn******g Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk So you better take warning, start treating me good Start doing the things that I think you should And you better not pout and no you better not cry The grim reaper is a-comin' to town and I just might die