Jokes On Me

Well the look she gave was pure disdain
As my beat-up truck pulled up to her place
Yea it looks like hell
It's good enough for me
The steering wheel pulls to the left
The radio is missing, the antennae's bent
But she fires right up
Oh I couldn't change it now if I tried
It's the way I look that keeps me alive
Well I eat my soup from a coffee cup
And I drink my beer from a stolen mug
Yea it's not too slick
It's good enough for me
And my toes poke through holes in my socks
And they say my head, it's full of rocks
Yea I'm not too quick
So just let me be
Oh I couldn't change it now if I tried
It's the way I live that keeps me alive
Well I'm messed up
But it's not my fault
I shoulda known better than
To try from the start
Life set me up
And now the joke's on me



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