Lyrics

Two, three, four Well, I'm high as a fly on Willie Nelson's wall And I can't remember where I am at all And I don't know where my mind has taken me My boots in my hand, and my hat on my feet Somebody drive me home Well, I don't know if I should be left alone And if my girlfriend calls Well, tell her I'm just a fly on the wall Well, I'm drunk as an uncle in the Walmart parking lot Blaring Margarita Vile and taking up two spots Windows down, beer cans on the ground And I ain't moving if the police come around Somebody drive me home Well, I don't know if I should be left alone And if my girlfriend calls Well, tell her I'm just a fly on the wall I'm sober as a judge shakin' hands with everyone But there ain't no way to tell if I've ever been done With a smile on my face and a twinkle in my eye Buddy, I'm gonna stay this way until the day I die Somebody drive me home Well, I don't know if I should be left alone And if my girlfriend calls Well, tell her I'm just a fly on the wall Oh-yeah, tell her I'm just a fly on the wall
Writer(s): Vincent Neil Emerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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