"Nuthin Happens"

I try to think, but nothin happens
I don't know how fast I was goin
Please officer, believe me
ya gotta let me drive on

I try to think, I don't remember
Did I really drink all that beer
If you'll just, return my license
I'll get the hell out of here

I found myself in Dallas Texas
Parking lot of the cotton bowl
I left home, Prescott Arizona
And just went out for a stroll

Must have stopped at the Cattleman's
To adjust my att-i-tude
Ran a tab with extended credit
And just flat got stewed

I try to think but nothin happens
I don't know where I got this car
Plates say its from Alaska
I'm pretty sure I didn't go that far

I try to think I don't remember
I wonder what my wife will say
You're telling me its late November
I could have sworn it was May

I know you have a job to do
I wouldn't want you to lose
My stomachs a little queasy
Too bad about those shoes

Six months in county jail
A bed and three squares a day
Clean and sober, fed and rested
Who says crime doesn't pay

I try to think but nothin happens
I wasn't even there that day
I try to think I don't remember
I guess there's nothing left to say





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