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Singing songs about the weather
Or just how much I love her
Rhymy lyrics donât mean anything
The kind of poet that would drink her
A story with no future
The kind of man that donât make the telephone ring
When you need to talk about it
The game is on or the timingâs wrong
And so you, wrote about it
And now Iâve turned it into a song
If I could see a little clearer, I would have listened to her
I would have understood
If I had given ears to her heart
If I didn't think I was so smart
I would have friends in the neighborhood
I wouldnât be drinking alone
There is sentimental value
So when I think about you
I feel as if I am the plateau king
When all else fails I know youâre number
Iâll drink and call you later
Iâll tell you stuff that I really think is bling
Cause when I need to, talk about shit
I wanna know that it all gets through
I guess I am an, alcoholic
Iâd run away If I were you
I think Iâd be a lot happier
I think my mind is talking to me
If I could be somewhat healthier
I wouldnât mind a life make-over