sábado, 7 de abril de 2012


i wrote a poem on a dog biscuit
and your dog refused to look at it
so i got drunk and looked at the Empire State Building
it was no bigger than a nickel
and if it don't improve
then i have to move
i never thought that i would end up here

maybe i should just change my style
but I feel alright when you smile
i stayed at home on the Fourth of July
and i pulled the shades so i didn't have to see the sky
and i decided to have a Bed In
but i forgot to invite anybody
and when i fell asleep
the neighbors had a peep
i never thought that i would end up here
maybe i should just change my style
but i feel alright when you smile

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