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S.O.B Me

Maybe if I turn around
I just might see
No one's looking at me
Maybe if I think about it
I just might find
I'm loosing my mind- or
    Maybe it's insanity
    Maybe I'm goin' crazy
         I'm just a poor S.O.B

But the bottom line
Is Where you sign
Your life away
Damn near everyday
There is no escape
 From the human race
So give a cheer, the end is here
I'm just a poor S.O.B

Maybe if I watch T.V
They just might tell me
Who I'm supposed to be
Maybe if I turn around
I'll find out where I've been
I might want to go there again-or
Maybe it's insanity
Maybe I'm goin' crazy
I'm just a poor S.O.B

But the bottom line
Is where you sign
Your life away
Damn near everyday
There is no escape
From the human race
          So give a cheer, the end is here
I'm just a poor S.O.B
We're all just poor S.O.B's

Maybe when I'm dead and gone
They'll open up my head
And take a peek inside
Maybe if I think about it
I just might find
I'm losin' my mind-or
    Maybe it's insanity
I'm goin' crazy
I'm just a poor S.O.B

But the bottom line
Is where you sign
Your life away
Damn near everyday
You can't get away, from me today
So give a cheer, the end is here
I'm just a poor S.O.B

           Bottom line is
                                    Where you sign
                                                        S.O.B
                                                                                  Yeah that's me

Ja 'Nell Fowler



Oct , 2003

 
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