The Bottom Half

There were always questions About where you been With whom you went 'cause I didn't know I was only guessing About what I'd seen And I didn't mean no harm But you were willing and were able Though I never heard so I can't be sure There was too much on table Stopping to eat I took my seat for too long There's not a thing worth remembering When tomorrow can bring some wonder Get used to the thought You can't be what you're not Life has already got plans for you Admit I'd just a*sume That you'd come around Find what you found I tried not to be rude You know how I am I tend to bitch and moan There's a loan out on opinions And who would collect? Results reflect too bright to see It would be nice if you could give them You got some to spare It's always nice to share There's not a thing worth remembering When tomorrow can bring someone new Get used to the thought You can't be what you're not Life has already got plans for you