I got a million better things to do. Than to play rock n roll. Honey if I blow you're fuse. Can I please be excused. Gotta write myself today. I can’t write myself for you. We haven’t even been introduced. So that’ll never do. Though a lot of other people could. Standing here instead of me. Singing their own lines through clenching cracking teeth. Gotta write myself today. Gotta write myself for you. Honey if I tell you the truth. Can I pleased be excused. Honey let’s not get carried away. There's a lot of other places to be. A lot of things I would rather be doing. A lot of songs id love to sing. But I know that you would just ruin it. Gotta write myself today. I gotta write myself for you. Honey if I tell you the truth. Can I pleased be excused. Honey let’s not get carried away. Gotta write myself today. I gotta write myself for you. Honey if I tell you the truth. Can I pleased be excused