I'd be sleeping in the alley On a couch with a friend and a bottle of gin I'd be runnin' with the circus I would be taming all the lions There'd be no denying I was brave and crazy I wouldn't be dreaming, scheming, screaming
I'd have my cake and eat it With a little on the side I'd never want for friends I wouldn't have to make excuses for the shape that I'm in I was in control of my soul on the whole
I wouldn't play nobody's fool I had a perfect cue to fade
I'd say out to lunch honey thanks a bunch It wouldn't work out anyhow But this desire's too much It's showing previews of your body Is to beg, plead, won't you tell me please More from Melissa Etheridge