©1926 Gunther Trout
I won't be your albatross
I'm just sellin' time
I'll survive until I'm dead
I'm just feelin' fine
Try to catch me if you can
I'm a snail with big old goggles
Start at the finish let's be fair
I'm a man without no toggles
One day I'll be black or gold
And you'll be my pretty fairy
Scold me please for I've been bad
This could get a little scary
Back to business can't be late
I'm closin' in on pay-dirt
Make me a dolar once and a while
So I can buy a new white shirt
I thought I told you once or twice
Ya just gotta watch your fancy
Not to many cocktail drinks
No more girls named Nancy
I wanna be your lover baby...
...I wanna be you man
I wanna be your lover baby
Make me understand
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