Forget About You

There's ahit that you do I just don't understand
And those words about me that ain't true
Frustrate the fuck out of me, I believe
I'll get drunk and forget about you

I don't wanna argue, say things I'll regret
I just wanna go out, get drunk and forget
And it might be, just slightly, the wrong thing to do
But right now I'll get drunk and forget about you

Don't get me wrong, here's the page that I'm on
I'm not gonna walk out the door
And leave you, I love you, I'll always come back
It's that mean streak I don't need no more ...... of

I love you to death, but I won't waste my breath
When you're pissed-off I know what to do
I'll purchase a brew, ten or twelve ought to do
Get Drunk and forget about you

I'll think of the good times and focus on that
I won't sit and dwell on the crazy-ass crap
There's a bad part of you that I don't wanna see
So I'll drink until I make a mess out of me

When I fondle my glass, I'll think of your ass
And the laughter and love that we knew
When the beer hits my lips, I'll pretend it's a kiss
And remember the sweetness of you

I Am Not Proper

I am not proper; I never will be; I think you're right when you tell me I'm wrong
With a heart made of copper; nothing can kill me; not even God knows where I belong
A plateful of hatred; what an adventure! I never thought you could ever break my heart
So unwelcome home; I am not proper; I am the reason we're falling apart
You want to enlighten me? don't even try it; polish your toenails, you waited too long
And started too late; I won't deny it, people like me, we just ain't that strong
All is for naught, and everything's empty; Michael Fleming reached the end of his rope
It doesn't make sense 'cause it ain't supposed to; I'm sorry, you can't help me cope with it
Doesn't help much, your real-estate smile don't offer me hope
Sometimes a lifetime don't make a novel; it just writes a suicide note
Jesus kept the company of beggars, thieves and whores
He turned some tables over, drank his wine and slept on floors
I am not proper; I never will be; I think you're right when you tell me I'm wrong
A heart made of copper; nothing can kill me; even God don't know where I belong
I count all my blessings each waking moment (and) I pray to God, "Please take each one away"
'Cause I am not proper; I never will be; just hurry me to the end of the day.

Goodnight K-Leen

If I didn't have me a nickel, she might let me borry a dime
If I had two hundred and ten bucks to burn, she'd help me go have a good time

She wasn't raised in the country, me, I was born in a barn
I bought her a beer, she spit in my ear, now her name is tattooed on my arm

Goodnight K-Leen, goodnight goodnight K-Leen, goodnight
The sweetest thing I've ever seen, I love my darling wife

Sometimes she drives an old pickup (truck), sometimes she pedals a bike
We met years ago, back when she lived on Blow; I popped a wheelie that night

Well, some folks, they got they problems, my Rumpdumplin' treats me just fine
Life is so good 'cause I'm her Peckerwood and my Baby Bird is all mine

Sweeter than strawberry licorice, her middle name is Lorraine
She knows how to spell good, and purty as Hell - like a picture by Wayne St. Wayne

She don't never say nothin' stupid; I fuck up ten times a week
K-Leen has a freckle shaped just like a heart where the angels hissed her on the cheek

Don't Want Too Much (Won't Get Too Far)

I'm so slick, I'm so cool, I got a little education that I found in school
Part-time job, got no car; Don't want too much, won't get too far

No, it, don't, matter how hard I try
Could jump in the creek and I'd still come up dry
Yes it hurts, yes ma'am it will leave a scar
Don't want too much, Won't get too far

You tell me how far I'll get
Don't be surprised when you find it
Don't matter no more, it never did
There's a hotrod mama and a heartbreak kid

Someday I just may be the guy
Who'll bust a nut and then break down and cry
Write it down, oil up this old guitar
Can't play a lick, won't get too far
Can't sing worth shit, won't get too far

just part of what I'm too tired to write about right about now

I'm so slick, I'm so cool
I got a little education that I found in school ................

twenty times dime

Everbody Gotta Get They Dime

Everbody gotta get they dime, everbody gotta get they dime
Been goin' on since God invented Time
So we all lead a life of crime
Don't wanna fall too far behind
You got yours, I don't wanna give up mine

Yeah, everbody gotta get they dime
They go workin' five to nine
People lookin' for a ladder they can climb
Yeah, they gotta, gotta get they dime
Stick it where the sun don't shine
Sons of mothers like myself are doin' fine

Makin' up songs that barely rhyme
You just tell me where to sign
Need that foldin' money to pay for all that wine
Tradin' this, borry that
Prolly wind up busted flat
Yeah, everbody gotta get they goddamn dime

Open eyeballs goin' blind
Way too 'fraid of what they find
If they had to put they laundry on the line
Do they talikin' most the time
From the bottom of they spine
Everbody, they just gotta get they dime
Everbody, they just gotta get they dime

Whiskey I Drink

There ain't no mercy on this side of town
I keep wondering, why am I still hangin' 'round?
It's a weakness I wear like a crown
(And) Like a boat with a hole in it I'm sinking down

I can tell that you don't give a damn
Don't believe that I'm doing the best that I can
I got everything under control
- Lost my mind and my heart's on parole

I wish I were as strong as the whiskey I drink
Pour another one down me, I don't wanna think
About Life, 'cause it hurts me to think
I wish I were as strong as the whiskey I drink

A sadness runs through it, refuses to fade
Tell me once again, tell me how I've got it made
Take away everything that I own
I will still have this personal Hell I call home

Every man, every separate soul
Has a cross to bear and a story that hasn't been told
And we're all gonna die in the end
I just need someone to hold until then

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