I don't feel like writing funny
Tongue got caught in cheek and I'm weak
from chatting with the record store
Some folks think that's funny I said, son,
you can't make no money and it must be wrong
Who cares about laughin' at the record
that almost made it on the charts
You'd rather be cryin' and dyin' on the way
to the bank with your broken hearts
Land all join hands, sing along
like teardrops on a letter
And sad, sad movies make you cry
I don't feel like writing
My tongue got caught in my cheek and I'm weak
from checkin' with the record store
Now some folks think that's funny
I said, son, you can't make no money
Who cares if my twang is a thang and
my voice that I got from the radio
As long as the sound makes you feel like
you're down and you got no place to go
Well, if you're lost and crying in your beard,
I'm right here to help it down
like teardrops on a letter
And sad, sad movies make you cry
I don't feel like writing funny
My tongue got caught in my cheek
ing with the record store
Now some folks think that's funny
Like teardrops on a letter