Jeff Smith & His Band Of Steves - Ain't You Glad

Ain't You Glad

I got one foot out the door
I got one foot in
One foot says we gotta go
The other foot say let's do it again
I've got half a mind to stay here
The other half don't know
The half that does the talkin’
Is all mouth and no show

My wallet got stolen
And then I got mugged
They took my watch and ring
Then they beat me up
Gridlock on the highway
Stitches in my lip
Man gave me the finger
And my mind began to slip

Ain't you glad, you ain't me
Ain't you glad, you ain't me

I entertained a fantasy
That had me aiming lasers
At every car around me
And the rubber red necked gazers
Before the last picture
And the red switch is thrown
A chemical short circuit
And the fuses were blown
But in the warmth of the TV
Stiffening in a chair
I know nothing will happen
And no one will find me there

Ain't you glad, you ain't me
Ain't you glad, you ain't me

Written by:
JEFFREY SMITH

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