think i'm going for a walk now
i feel a little unsteady
i don't want nobody to follow me

'cept maybe you
i could make you happy you know
if you weren't already

i could do a lot of things
and i do


tell you the truth i prefer
the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half

she's not really my type
but i think you two are forever
and i hate to say it but

you're perfect together

so $#&@ you

and your untouchable face
and $#&@ you
for existing in the first place

and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
and who am i

i bet you can't even tell me that much

two-thirty in the morning

and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon

a safe haven of sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down

the top 20 country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind

y'know, i don't look forward
to seeing you again soon
you'll look like a photograph of yourself

taken from far far away
and i won't know what to do
and i won't know what to say


except $#&@ you...


i see you and i'm so perplexed
what was i thinking
what will i think of next

where can i hide
in the back room there's a lamp
that hangs over the pool table

and when the fan is on it swings
gently side to side
there's a changing constellation

of balls as we are playing
i see orion and say nothing
the only thing i can think of saying


is $#&@ you...