For no man

I Think I'm Tom Waits

I think i'm Tom Waits
I smoke a lot of cig-a-rettes
Drink a lot of whiskey-o
Except I call it bourbon, yes

had this dame and then i didnt
sold her to a Winnebago
bought a knife and killed the moon
cried for Joe Di Maggio

drove a car into a ditch
cos it looked at me funny
ate a piece of grumble pie
goddam dog ate all my money

born and raised in Omaha
jailed and bailed in Bangalore
honeymooned in Witchita
drowned and died in your mum, the whore