Mr. Garbage Man

Hey Mr. Garbage Man
 This might sound strange I understand
 Mr. Garbage man I have a special request
 If it ain't too much to ask
 You see me lying in the gutter?
 My soul's broken my woman found another
 Now my body's just an empty shuck
 So why don't you pick it up & put it in your garbage truck?
 Don't think you can salvage parts and take 'em to the scrapyard
 Sell 'em and make a dime
 Oh no, all of me is worthless
 So don't you waste your time
 Hey Mr. Garbage Man, can't you hear me callin?
 Dump this body 'cause it ain't no use for nothing
 It might sound strange but it ain't no lie
 Let me tell you why
 What good are these arms
 If I can't wrap them around you
 What good is this mind
 If it can only think about you
 What use are these hands if I can't use them to hold you
 Take out these eyes if I can't lay them upon you
 Here take my mouth, my words only make you cry
 No I ain't trying to upset you
 Mr. garbage man says: I called someone to get you
 Mr. Inquirer don't understand the situation
 Take me down to the police station
 Lock me to a ball and chain
 Take my money, take my name
 Donate my body to the institute of science
 Oh no, I don't mind because
 What good are these arms
 If I can't wrap them around you
 What good is this mind
 If it's only trying to forget you
 What use are these hands if I can't use them to hold you
 Take out these eyes if I can't lay them upon you
 Here take my heart if I can't use it to love you
 What good are these hands
 If I can't use them to hold you
 What good are these legs
 If I can't use them to walk towards you
 Away with these bones
 If I can't use them to bone you
 Away with these eyes if I can't lay them upon you
 Here take my heart if I can't use it to love you