I've got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag, with a toothbrush and a comb in
When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in

I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on
Got those swollen hand blues
I Got thirteen channels of s___ on the T.V. to choose from
I've got electric light
And I got second sight
Got amazing powers of observation
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There'll be nobody home

I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt
I got nicotine stains on my fingers
I got a silver spoon on a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

I got wild staring eyes
And I got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to
Babe when I pick up the phone

I've got a pair of Gohills boots
and I got fading roots

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