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Alright then
I'll admit time to time it was frightening
Tip-toed a fine line to spite them
A wink of my eye and a sly grin
When they pipe in
Well aw shucks
Was I scraping or painting the walls up?
Was I making just bits or it all up?
These nitwits can witness it awestruck
But it's small stuff
Ok now
I hate to throw weight 'round the playground
But fake kind and kind make the same sound
Saying, 'good grief, great gracious I'm grave-bound'
On the way down
You can find me painting lines on down the interstate
Yellow as the sunshine, white as a winter's day
Quiet as a candle-lit roadside dinner date
Hubcap dinner plate, never seen a thinner steak
Mean Mr. Musta Heard About Me, puddin', need some proof?
Kicking up a fuss like it's dust just beneath my boot
Hit ya with a rusty piece of muffler in your two front tooths
Ou-waka do-waka I'ma gonna give it to you
I often get mixed up
Sit shiva in witch pots
But which ones are wisdom
And which thoughts are witch thoughts?