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I DON’T WANT MUCH

I don't want much in this life
It's the simple things I treasure
'Till I die I would get by on fame, riches and sensual pleasure
I don't ask much in this world
No special consideration
Just treat me like His Majesty
Of a friendly OPEC nation
Some people
Just don't know when to stop
Some people
Just won't quit until they reach the top
But I'm so easy going
I'd make my way through life
On love and understanding
From a rich and beautiful wife
Some people
Just never seem to get enough
Some people
Want salvation, paradise and all that stuff
But I'm so easy going
I don't even keep score
All I want is plenty, but I will take more
If you ask me
I will take more
Say please
And I will
Take more

CITY  HOME

I'm thinkin' 'bout a place

I'm waitin' for the day

When I will make my getaway

Because as any fool can see

There's nothin' here for me but

Hurry up boy bring that water

Don't do things you shouldn't oughta

But when I go away

And find my easy street

I'll have a smile for all I meet

And they will welcome me I know

Everywhere I go

I'll see the town in all its glitter

How could anyone be bitter

And there's a chance

That I may find my big romance

When I get to my city home

But when I get away

And find my easy street

I'll have a smile for all I meet

And they will welcome me I know

Everywhere I go

No more thinkin' that I've missed it

How can anyone resist it

And there's a chance

That I may find my big romance

When I get to my city home

YOUR MIND IS ON VACATION

You're sitting there yakkin' right in my face

You’re comin’  on exactly like you own the place
Y'know if silence was golden
You couldn't raise a dime
Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is
Working overtime

You're quoting figures, and dropping names
You're telling stories you’re playing games
You're over laughin' when things ain't funny
You try to sound like you don’t need money

You know If talk was criminal,

you'd lead a life of crime
Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is
Working overtime

You know that life is short and talk is cheap
Don't be making promises that you can't keep
If you don't like  this little song I'm singing, just grin and bear it
All I can say is if the shoe fits wear it
If you must keep talking please try to make it rhyme
Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working
Overtime

EVER SINCE THE WORLD ENDED

Ever since the world ended,

I don't go out as much.

People that I once befriended

Just don't bother to stay in touch.

Things that used to seem so splendid

Don't really matter today.

It's just as well the world ended-

It wasn’t working anyway.

Ever since the world ended,

There’s no more Bible Belt

Remember how we all pretended

Goin’ ‘round lyin’ about the way we felt

Every rule has been amended

There’s no one keeping score

It's just as well the world ended-

We couldn’t have taken much more

Ever since the world ended,

There’s no more black or white

Ever since we all got blended

There’s no more reason to fuss and fight

Dogmas that we once defended

No longer seem worthwhile

Ever since the world ended,

I face the future with a smile.

You Can Count On Me

Let's talk it over, let's get it straight
Don't let the situation escalate
You know there's always problems when a man is wrapped up in his art
But don't you worry baby you can count on me to do my part
You keep on working, I'm looking round
Don't let your girlfriend put me down
You know it's tough these days for a proud man to make a start
But don't you worry baby you can count on me to do my part
You wash the dishes, baby, I've gotta run
You know that night life it ain't such fun
Now don't wait up for me 'cause I know you need your rest, sweetheart
And don't you worry baby you can count on me to do my part

ONE OF THESE DAYS

One of these days I've got to get things right

I'm gonna do my business in the daylight

One of these days you know I've got to get things right

I'm gonna start doin' business out in the broad daylight

One of these days I've got to get things straight

I'm gonna stop acting like a reprobate

One of these days you know I've got to get things straight

I'm gonna stop this foolin', acting like a reprobate

One of these days I've got to get in step

It won't be long 'fore I'll be needin' help

One of these days you know I've got to get in step

The way things goin' lately, I'll soon be needin' help

One of these days I've got to go back home

Go sit out on my front porch and compose a poem

One of these days you know I've got to go back home

I'm gonna sit out on my front porch, rock away, compose a poem

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