Jimmie's Chicken Shack - Face It Lyrics
Won't make the bed up straightI always stay out lateI never take you outAsk what you're all aboutI always smell like smokeEverythings just a jokeI never look at youWhen you come hear me singThese are not all of theMany simple thingsYou can find wrong with meOnce would you tell me pleaseWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightI never talk to youBe who you want me toMy music's way to loudMy friends are all so proudSay i'm just wasted hopeI could not thread the ropeMore than my pocket's brokeAnd you don't see a ringThese are not all of theInfinitesimal thingsYou can find wrong with meOnce would you tell me pleaseWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightNever wanted to play in this gameYes, you're rightBut losing the game doesn't meanThat we're losing the fightWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...rightWhat do i do, what do i doWhat do i do, what do i do...right*what do i do...right what do i do*wont make the bed up straight*i always stay out/great*but what do i doWhat do i do that is right
