I'm not good with numbers, I just count on knowing when I'm high enough.
A mule with only two legs counting steps toward dangling carrots don't add up.
Think about you when I can, and even sometimes when I can't, I do.
Once the driver knows you've got good sense, he takes away the carrots, too.
Getting all excited, finding nothing that was never there before
is like bringing flowers to your Mama and tracking dog shit all over the floor.
Jesus made the flowers, but it took a dog to make the story good.
I think about you when I can, and sometimes when I don't, I probably should.
Tending bar in L.A. after dark must be like mining cartoon gold;
rocks that won't cooperate and tools that drive you crazy must get old.
Think about you when I can, and sometimes when I do, I still get caught
sitting in a bar in L.A. after dark with my sunglasses on.