I've got the gift of one-linersAnd you've got the curse
No one is telling me the speed I should be
I'm like a rookie paramedic to a siren,Praying for an
This could be the best for me, most certainlySilly me
you've been askin'i've been drinkin'thinkin' about my godforsakenlife i leadit's
The way we're living makes no senseTake me back to
Songwriters: Cimato, Fred; Czum, Jeff; Falcone, Fred; Feldmann, John; Hacikyan,
Whatever you put in my hands is my life savings,
I'm creeping your wayAnd these sheets aren't stopping meBecause I'm
Everyone's a let downIt just depends on how far down
So sweet I can hardly speak due to such
No one is harder on me than myselfOr so it
this is a seasonal affair so be there or be
So typicallySo typicallySoft, set back and perfectly droppedTough and learn,
I've got the gift of one linersAnd you've got the
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