“The Things I Do”

Well I remember a time when I could do
Anything I wanted to
I could cross any line, be Mr. Inappropriate
Offensive and crude
Have a drink with my friends, smoke some cigars
Who cares?  Nobody lives forever
And now at its end, you’d think I’d want more
Well I know I’d never

And if I could, I wouldn’t change anything
About who I am today
And maybe I should, but I really just can’t complain
I like myself better this way

No more trips to Red Bard
I never got to tell Gummy “Goodbye”
It makes all of my old friends want to cry
So much stricken from my vocabulary
That I’m at a loss for words
So I guess I’ll sit here silently tonight

But if I could, I wouldn’t change anything
About who I am today
And maybe I should, but I really just can’t complain
I like myself better this way

Let’s go!

Well my friends say I’m crazy
And I’d probably agree

But if I could, I wouldn’t change anything
About who I am today
And maybe I should, but I really just can’t complain
I like myself better this way
And if I could (If I could)
If I could (If I could)
If I could

Lyrics by Harry Rose (BMI)
© 2011 Only on Weekends

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