Fagan Or Scrooge

Oh lord; I'm a dragon on prescription With fire waters too tame. Oh, don't get scared, babe. There are no ice waters in my veins. But, oh babe I'm counting on you Oh, I've been counting on your tears On those long eyelashes trying not to cry -Abed of rain, the way they've done for years. Babe, pass me a chilled long beer And sit on the sofa right over here Woman, you're just some drinking, amateur And, oh babe I'm not fooling around. Oh lord; I'm a dragon on prescription With fire waters too tame. Oh, don't get scared, babe. There are no ice waters in my veins. Oh sweet divinity, woman beholden I'm just a child on a bike Till I'm eternally free of all your wanton rage And passion for me Oh, I'm just looking to saddle or even freewheel Whatever's welcomingly about? Oh, oh, oh, all I want to do is fan the oven But, oh lord she's a lazy cooker Oh Lord, have mercy, on their mercy, oh her Oh lord even now at 84 I still love her Fagan or Scrooge, who am I to pretend I've not got the blues, I still want her or her younger sister's friend Over; my old rickety rocking, chair.