Verse 1:

You get a pen and I'll get a paper

We're gonna write ourselves a song

We'll drive the poetics crazy

I don't think the damn thing's gonna rhyme



Verse 2:

I got a friend and I think he's goofy

I guess he thinks the same about me

Guess it really takes one to know one

And you look like an old friend of mine (kind of short red headed)



Verse 3:

Out all night and acting crazy

I've been up for two whole days

Turn me over and roll me over

Wind me up for one more rhyme



Verse 4:

Well he called me friend and he called me brother

I called him back but he was gone (I didn't call him nothing)

He took my songs and he took my money

But the jokes on him he's the friend of a fool, of a fool, of a fool



Verse 5:

You get a pen and I'll get a paper

We're gonna steal ourselves a song

We'll drive the poetics crazy

The damn thing just might rhyme

Eat your heart out Fred Carter, Chet Atkins, Don Bowman, Grady Martin

Kris Kristofferson ...