A Loon

Some store

I'm not going back there any more wandered in don't think

I'll do that again no

I don't think

I'll do that again.

I swear you look at me cross-eyed and

I don't know what to do no

I don't know what to do crazy loon.

There's a room in his pallet there's a pillow for his head sees an offshoot in his bottle when he wants to see me dead heirlooms a loon.

Never thought

I'd see that silly grin never thought

I'd see that fool again never thought

I'd like that lunatic.

Nothing left to dance around what a hero what a black and blue bird what a loon a loon what a loon a loon.