Rack of His

I gave you pictures and cards on non-holidays

And it wasn't because I was bored

I followed you from room to room

With no attention

And it wasn't because I was bored

It was because I was loving you so much

It's the only reason I gave my time to you

And that's it, there's a kick and you've given up

'Cause you know you won't like it

When there's nothing to do

Check out that rack of his

Look at that row of guitar necks

Lined up like eager fillies

Outstretched like legs of Rockettes

They don't know what they are in for

And they don't care, but I do

I thought you would wail on me

Like you wail on them

But it was just a coochie-coo-coo

And meanwhile I'm loving you so much

It's the only reason

I gave my time to you

And that's it, there's a kick and you've given up

'Cause you know you won't like it

When there's nothing to do

Meanwhile I'm loving you so much

It's the only reason

That I gave my time to you

And that's it, there's a kick and you've given up

'Cause you know you don't like it

When there's nothing to do

And I've been used so many times

I've learned to use myself in kind

I tried to drum

I tried to write

I can't do Orville, oh well that's fine

I guess 'cause I know how to spend my time

(I know how to spend my time)

(I know how to spend my time)

(I know how to spend my time)

(I know how to spend my time)

(And meanwhile I'm loving you so much)

(Meanwhile I'm loving you so much)

(Meanwhile I'm loving you so much)

(Meanwhile I'm loving you so much)

(Meanwhile I'm loving you so much)