I'm weak and weary and wiley
and stupid
and flung from all four corners of the earth
cupid
and dumber than my contemporaries
and wonderful than saline marys
and wait upon the dream light harrys
and solo home to me
don't you think it's time
to wear the vine
on custer's stand oh dreary
don't you wonder why
he pound's the sky
and paints it fiery red
I said
pasta
and frumanti
escondido
egg pumanti
my libido
your torpedo
you're a saint
no, you aint
I'm just foolin'
all the folks
that can be
fooled.
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