Cut Me Off - Okey Dokey

Some, son of a son

Son of a gun

Better wash his shoes

'Cause there’s no shame

On the black-top, honey

Hum, hum as a drum

Having no fun

Maybe you’ve been there too

It’s not so bad

To drink alone

Things are looking up

'Cause I’m falling out

Of my chair again

Looks like they’ve cut me off

Right on, right on

Bum’s gone with the rain

Looking for heaven

But any old change will do

I’m looking for someone

To share my kingdom to

Know 'em all over town

Will be in the mail

But I just bend the truth

It’s not so bad

To drink alone

That date I had

I made it up

When it’s time to pay my time

I’ll be gone

Things are looking up

'Cause I’m falling out

Of my chair again

Looks like they’ve cut me off

Right on, right on

Comfortable, faithful ones

I’ve got a ten in my pocket

It’s saying that I’ll be okay

Everyone, summon one and all

I’ve got a dollar, that’s something

I’m ready to give it away

Things are looking up

'Cause I’m falling out

Of my chair again

Looks like they’ve cut me off

Right on