Broken Bones Lyrics - Tracker - Mark Knopfler

She likes a man with a broken nose 

Lucky for me, I suppose 

Shots coming in like the monthly bills 

Soon they'll be saying I'm over the hill 

Well the bell goes clang and you're on your own 

You take your medicine and go home 

You take it like a man, on the chin 

And you don't make a fuss when the towel comes in 

Now let me go home, got to lay in ice 

And I don't want to hear no more advice 

Just give me my clothes 

Get me out of this place 

How many more stitches in my face? 

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Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em 

Broken bones, you carry 'em home 

Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em 

Broken bones, you carry 'em home 

He had the punch lines, I was the joke 

Every shot felt like something broke 

It was all much more than a man should stand 

And I finally went down to a big right hand 

Now let me go home, got to lay in ice 

And I don't want to hear no more advice 

Just give me my clothes 

Get me out of this place 

How many more stitches in my face? 

Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em 

Broken bones, you carry 'em home 

Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em 

Broken bones, you carry 'em home 

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Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em 

Broken bones, you carry 'em home 

Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em 

Broken bones, you carry 'em home