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Larry Fleet

In Love With My Problems

 

In Love With My Problems

(album: Stack Of Records - 2021)


I'm one tall boy short of a buzz
I'm one dollar short of a buck
I'm one any man short of a prayer
I'm one going short of going somewhere
Yeah, and I could kiss these problems goodbye
If I just started treating 'em right

They'd slam the door, pedal to the floor
Suitcase in a two-tone Ford
Flip the bird, say some words
Like they ain't coming back no more
Maybe that's just what I need
Betting they'd get sick of me
Just like you
If I could fall in love with my problems
My problems, my problems
Well, maybe they'd leave me too

Oughtta send Four Roses some flowers of mine
Try to put a ring on a neon light
Start making plans and moving too fast
Yeah, there goes trouble hauling ass

They'd slam the door, pedal to the floor
Suitcase in a two-tone Ford
Flip the bird, say some words
Like they ain't coming back no more
Maybe that's just what I need
I'm betting they're getting sick of me
Yeah, just like you
If I could fall in love with my problems
My problems, my problems
Maybe they'd leave me too
Maybe they'd leave me too

Yeah, and I could kiss these problems goodbye
If I just started treating them right

They'd slam the door, pedal to the floor
Suitcase in a two-tone Ford
Flip the bird, say some words
Like they ain't coming back no more
Maybe that's just what I need
Betting they'd getting sick of me
Just like you
If I could fall in love with my problems
My problems, my problems
Well, maybe they'd leave me too
Maybe they'd leave me too

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