| Old Mr. Heffer |
| Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon I got a beer in my hand And I'm draggin' a stoogie too The back of my brain is tickin' like a clock I simmer down gently but boil on what the fuck Get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight Get back 'cause I'm feeling right Trouble is a word that starts with a capital T I refer myself to the word 'cause I'm so keen Little do they know that I'm struttin' such a style It makes the trouble in me all worth the while So get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight Get back 'cause I'm feelin' right There goes Billy and Susie walkin' hand 'n hand I quickly caught up slurring yo what's the plan They had fear in their eyes and bellies that ran like dogs I barrelled down laughing screaming Susie You forgot your clogs Well, Old Mr. Heffer I'm really pleased to meet you I didn't mean to scare your blue-eyed-child But billy wouldn't talk to me And Susie wouldn't look at me It made me so doggone crazy I had to chase them for a mile All I wanted was change for a buck Well I'm back and I'm feelin' good tonight Yea I'm back and I'm feelin' right So get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight Get back 'cause I'm feelin' right Jesus |