Tattoos in Mayberry

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there's little I find
In this world to call mine
Mission marked incomplete
Memo's in triplicate
I cranked it up
I flipped the switch
I put er there
Still, lost footnotes in dead files
Skip traced to green miles
Word on the street
stinks like yesterday's meat
Chalk it up to meteor flares
Stamp the tag
jot it down
Sign right there
Throw a flag
Bait the bears
It's official
Nobody cares
But I don't ever want to
 look in your eyes
and see a blank stare
Isn't there anybody
in there
up there
out there
right there
be there
Don't nobody care?
That's why I had to come back
one more time
to put my best hexy, sexy, voodoo, hypsy gypsy
pick up rhymes on you
'Cause you're so fine
'Bout blow my mind
All the plans we could've made
fell through
, I can't lie.
You'd be the apple of my eye.
I've tried to quit you
but I get a nasty junkie's flu.
I just got toasted
triple roasted
about a second ago or two
on Gorilla Glue
with Robby, Tommy and Sue
I could barely walk or ,talk or crawl
to you.
I was droolin' too.
That all night dance
one time chance
for romance
fell through
between me and you
nothin' I could do
''Cause I was just
too high.
I was higher than the birds that fly
That's pretty high
Won't you get high
like I get high
just one time, honey
You might enjoy the view.
Or maybe, baby
I was  the wrong kinda high for you.

Cuz, there's too little I find
In your world to call mine
Mission marked incomplete
Memo's in triplicate
I cranked another one up
flipped the switch
I put er right in there
More lost footnotes
in more dead files
Been skip traced to greener miles
Word on the street
still stinks like yesterday's meat
Chalk another one up to meteor flares
Stamp the tag
jot it down
sign right there
throw a flag
bait the bears
it's official
nobody cares.

Copyright September 1, 2011
Re edited. February 1 2022
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