Sometimes I Wish I Were Me

by Bob Malone   I overheard a conversation filled with speculation‘Bout the things that I was doin’ last nightThe amount of debauchery attributed to meWas more than most people see in their whole lifeThe only problem with the story in it’s dubious gloryWas that not a single word was true‘Cause I had spent the whole evening, except when I was sleepin’Alone at home in front of the tube CHORUSSometimes I wish I were meI wish my life was half as cool as people make it out to be‘Cause I’ve heard things so hard to believeThat even I can live my own life vicariouslyBut when your bad reputation makes for better conversationJust forget about realityNow, I ain’t complaining ’cause I love my lifeBut sometimes I wish I were me Well I was nursin’ my beer and straining to hear‘Bout what I did and who I did it withAnd I have to admit, I was impressed with the bitAbout that waitress and her friend who work the late late shiftAnd where they get this stuff, well, Lord only knowsBut I guess I’ll just let