Just M.S.ing Around

by Robert Thompson
(Huntsville, Alabama)

Just never mind me

No, really I'm fine

No, I haven't been drinking

I'm like this all the time

Stumblin', fumblin'

Legs week and shakin

Oh, I wish it was wine

Or drugs I'm takin'

I'm just M.S.ing around

Nevermind me

No I'm not going to sleep

But, I always look tired

But believe me,

I used to be "Naturaly Wired"

But if I'm late to work again

I know I'll get fired.

So I'll just go now

I'll try to get to sleep somehow

Goodnight, I really hate to leave

But you see, part of me is already gone.

So I'll go on home. Goodbye

And just like every night

I'll pray the lord my soul to keep.

And I'll TRY to go to sleep.

Bet I'll run out of Sheep!

I'll be thinkin' about you....

And messin' around!