A Loon

Some store
I'm not going back there any more
Wandered in
Don't think I'll do that again
No I
Don't think I'll do that again

I swear
You
Look at me cross-eyed
And I
Don't know what to do
No I
Don't know what to do
Crazy loon

Some store
I'm not going back there any more
I wandered in
Don't think I'll do that again
No I
Don't think I'll do that again

I swear
You
Look at me cross-eyed and I
Don't know what to do
Crazy loon
Crazy loon
Crazy loon
You crazy loon
You crazy loon
You crazy loon
You crazy loon

There's a room in his pallet
There's a pillow for his head
Sees an offshoot in his bottle
When he wants to see me dead
Heirlooms
A loon
Heirlooms
A loon

Never thought I'd see that silly grin
Never thought I'd see that fool again
Never thought I'd like that lunatic

Nothing left to dance around
What a hero
What a black and blue bird
What a loon
A loon
What a loon
A loon