Your joy is killing me, I don't have anything
Remember when we used to wear each other's clothes
Yeah I've been struggling, but I know lots of things
And I got an idea that's gonna turn on the money hose
Choking on a joke, trying to keep it light
I could never quite get the timing right
But you, you never know how it feels
I got ideas, hmm-mmh
No one knows
We watched you on TV, healthy recovery
The sound was good but you're always looking down
Don't take this personally, but man if that was me
I'd make more eye contact with the camera, kinda work the crowd
You probably think I called to say that you were right
But I'm black out drunk in a cotton field on a Friday night
And I got nothing to do but tell you how I feel
I got ideas, ooh-ooh-ooh
So watch out
You always think I'm bluffing
Like I'm some kind of Mississippi Nuthin'
But I was first-string quarterback
Drove you everywhere
Oh that time where I'd have hit you so hard
You tried to drive and wrecked your car
And I had to help you wash the blood out of your hair
'Cause I've always been, that kind of go-to friend
Well maybe it's true
Maybe I'm just a blue collared version of you
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
You're on a winning streak
Well I got laid off last week
I got a plan that's gonna turn it all around
I got ideas, I got ideas
No one knows
