Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter

Open your heart to love So you might be able To love your open heart

You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

There’s one thing I’ve never had in my life And I feel I’d regret Not tasting the spice It’s lean, it’s mean

There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you

The worst thing we could think abo… Is that our tooth and nail don’t c… That we could bite and scratch and… And not make difference at all I hate to say, that will happen

Shake your ass Make a pass And let’s get down to business I’ve never seen A better dream

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

I feel you You feel me Our love happens eventually With an up down Turn us round

If I had one wish in this world It’s that you would be daddy’s gir… You’d look to me to cure the ills Or when you just might feel like t…

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…