You think I’m a lame duck
I don’t give a blue luck
I’m living like crazy
Driven to be lazy
I blush like a tomato
Pale as a chipped potato
You’re a real peach
Just out of reach
We’re all cooking the same goose
A recipe of fiction
I stew in my own juice
In another kitchen
You think I’m a lame duck
I don’t give a blue luck
I don’t give two hoots
You’re too big for your bossy boots