I wrote a poem on a dog biscuit And your dog refused to look at it So I got drunk and looked at the Empire State Building It was no bigger than a nickel
And if it don't improve Then I have to move I never thought that I would end up here Maybe I should just change my style But I feel alright when you smile
I stayed at home on the Fourth of July And I pulled the shades so I didn't have to see the sky And I decided to have a Bed In But I forgot to invite anybody
And when I fell asleep The neighbors had a peep I never thought that I would end up here Maybe I should just change my style But I feel alright when you smile
