I ain’t got the sense
God gave a mule
And I’m riled and eager
But clean outta fuel.
If you’ll give me some gas
We’ll smoke some tires together
I’ll put the top down
No matter the weather.
There ain’t none like me
I’m one of a kind
Crazy, but book smart
Clean outta my mind.
Oh, baby, sweet baby
This is your only warning
I’ll love you and leave you
Before night turns to morning.
Take a good look at me
Take me for a spin
Kick the tires, light the fires
And climb right in.
I’ll take you to heaven
I’ll show you a good time
I’ll dance you, romance you
Then stop on a dime.
There ain’t none like me
I’m one of a kind
Crazy but book smart
Clean outta my mind.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Clean Outta My Mind
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Tuesday, May 01, 2012
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