I Feel Fine

Wake up, mornin'

someone's talkin'

eyelid sinkin'

wrinkle on my skin

Is this my home?

I don't think so

No more pay phones

I'll walk myself home

Do you know me?

I don't recall last night

With arms stretched out and a bruise on my side

But I don't know where it came from

Cell phone, wallet, valet ticket

PR agent, she's a delinquent

I've not but you have been to rehab

I'll drink, you pour

Don't want no more

Do you know me?

I don't recall last night

With arms stretched out and a bruise on my side

But I don't know where it came from