"Like A Weed" as written by and Craig S. Elkins....
What a beautiful day
I'm enjoying the breeze
Enjoying the coffee
What a beautiful
Sense of the world you and I have
What is it darling?
Don't get into that now
We've got nothing but time
Can we get through the morning please
Did you see what the cat did?
He laid on his back
With his paws in the air
And he wanted to play
And he wanted to play with me

but I was
Dealing with this
Dealing with that
Righting a wrong
Pushing myself through the dirt like a weed
And then getting stepped on

what a slow burning night
It's a hot one for sure
If it rains we'll be lucky
Is that sex in your eyes
Is it time to get down
Time to get funky
Lose the glasses my love
I could sure use a drink
Is it caught on the pillow
Did you see what the cat did?
He laid on his back
With his paws in the air
And he wanted to play
And he wanted to play with me

but I was dealing with this
Dealing with that
Righting a wrong
Pushing myself through the dirt like a weed
And then getting stepped on
Oh you caught me in my Monday morning

I've been making the rounds
Every symptom is real
Every secret is circus
In the kitchen it hangs
With the birds in the sky
And the ocean and I
And the foot you can see
In the corner that's me
In all my glory

dealing with this
Dealing with that
Righting a wrong
Pushing myself through the dirt like a weed
And then getting stepped on
Oh you caught me in my Monday morning



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"Like a Weed" as written by Craig S. Elkins

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