Autograph

You won’t see me in the grocery line
Behind the 3 musketeers
With a girl in a bikini
Well below my present years
But an autograph, an autograph if you want I’ll give you my autograph
An autograph, an autograph if you want I’ll give you my autograph

I don’t know what it’s like to be a star
But maybe I could use a little taste
I’d buy new shoes and pretty heart tattoos
Cause I don’t think that ink should go to waste
Cause I only know what it’s like to be little ol’ me

In front of all those cheering people
God I’d be a nervous wreck
And the last time I signed my name
Was on my overdue rent check
But my autograph, my autograph, if you want I’ll give you my autograph
Send a self addressed stamped envelope and I’ll be sure to get you my autograph

I don’t know what it’s like to be a star
Should I like to be like some one else
In my shoes at times I’m confused
And I could surely use a little help
Cause I only know what it’s like, to be, little old me.

Bright lights and every girl is sweet
But late at night all I want to do is sleep

I don’t know what it’s like to be a star
Nor what it’s like to live with so much wealth
To be in my shoes I guess I should choose that over
living poorly for my health
Cause I only know what it’s like, to be, little old me.

My autograph, my autograph, I’ll charge you nuttin for my autograph

John Andrew
June 2017