Portrait of a stranger's cat
I bought it with my money
Think that's kinda funny
Schedule something in the morning
But I never seem to make it
Slots there, I'll take it
There is plenty I desire
Still I go about it wrong
Know it all along
Want a lot
But nothing that I've already got
Want to wear a funky bandaid
But I seldom get a wound
Keep em in my room
Fortune has come upon me
How often I forget
How fast it came and went
There is plenty I desire
Still I go about it wrong
Know it all along
Want a lot
But nothing that I've already got