Don't have to think 'bout much,
Just resting my foot against your bare leg,
Tickles my heart a bunch,
Most movies we watch together, I'll cry,
It is the spectacle,
I've got so many irons in the fire,
I never know who to expect to call,
At the end of the day all I expect,
Is to come out ahead,
E'en if up until the hour of my death,
I may as well've been dead,
Ain't that the truth,
Even simple is hard,
That is, if you're actually living,
Putting some thought in how to play your cards.
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