I was snug as a bug in a rug
when I gave my best friend a big hug.
An amateur only as good as my equipment
my thoughts disheveled as the time spent
dreaming of how things could have been
If I had woke up with coffee way back when
she ask me to share what I go through every day,
and the only thing I could think of to say
no job is complete until the paper work is done.
Have you ever gone where there is none?
Despicable me woe is me. I am like a cowboy you see.
Who cannot deny from the horse on which he sits of course.
I go where the bull sit and cow never quit
Even buzzards above smell what I speak of
Despicable me woe is me. I am like a cowboy you see.
It does not take great skill to understand and know that
my best friend and I like to face the truth, and chew the fat.
The judge is waiting, but the jury is hung
about whether we will get past this dung.
