It’s been a mystery
by mike
Livin’ just to find emotion
It’s the root of evil and you know the rest
Thinkin’ about all the things that we said
Aren’t we the same two people?
Do you remember back in nineteen sixty-six?
I got my brown paper bag and my take-home pay
I’m your charity case so buy me something to eat
And I hear it’s tight most ev’ry night
You got me so I don’t know what I’m doin’