(Lowell George, J. Levy)



If it's fix a fence, fender dents

I've got lots of experience

Rent gets spent

And all the letters never written don't get sent

It comes from confusion, all things I left undone

It comes from moment to moment, day to day

Time seems to slip away



But I've got twenty million things to do, twenty million things

And all I can do, is think about you

With twenty million things to do



I've got mysterious wisteria hanging in the air

The rocking chair I was supposed to fix

Well it came undid

And all the things that I let slip, I found out quick

It comes from moment to moment, day to day

Time seems to slip away



But I've got twenty million things to do, twenty million things

And all I can do, is think about you

With twenty million things to do



And all I can do, is think about you

With twenty million things to do