This leg just will not stand still
Shaking, quaking, ’til eventually deciding to take it upon itself to settle again
Enough pills – a mixture of all sorts
Really, I oughta throw all of ’em away!!
For my day cannot get any worse
Believe it or not, I was once a relatively youngish soul
Prepared to sway this particular mane of hair a million times over
Seems this cutthroat existence has left me entirely sober
In far more ways than just one
See, I have a son who does need to be fed and bathed – cradled to within an inch
Not to be paraded by a missing sparkle in his mother’s eye
A lap that sends him hanging from the air-conditioning fan that will continue to spin overhead
A million miles a minute

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