Texty: Four Non Blondes. Old Mr. Heffer.

Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon
I got a beer in my hand
And I'm draggin' a stoogie too
The back of my brain is tickin' like a clock
I simmer down gently but boil on what the fuck
Get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight
Get back 'cause I'm feeling right
Trouble is a word that starts with a capital T
I refer myself to the word 'cause I'm so keen
Little do they know that I'm struttin' such a style
It makes the trouble in me all worth the while
So get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight
Get back 'cause I'm feelin' right
There goes Billy and Susie walkin' hand 'n hand
I quickly caught up slurring yo what's the plan
They had fear in their eyes and bellies that ran like dogs
I barrelled down laughing screaming Susie
You forgot your clogs
Well, Old Mr. Heffer
I'm really pleased to meet you
I didn't mean to scare your blue-eyed-child
But billy wouldn't talk to me
And Susie wouldn't look at me
It made me so doggone crazy
I had to chase them for a mile
All I wanted was change for a buck
Well I'm back and I'm feelin' good tonight
Yea I'm back and I'm feelin' right
So get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight
Get back 'cause I'm feelin' right
Jesus