Too Cold to Poet
I get up this morning, stick my head outside my van Seeking inspiration, but man, oh man! My fingers stiffen up and before I know it I can't hold a pen, I'm just too cold to poet! The wind is a-blowin' ever which way And the sun ain't a-comin' out today. I know I've got a rep, and I don't wanna blow it, But I'm tellin' ya folks, I'm too cold to poet! Winter's back with a vengeance, it's plain to see, It shouldn't feel like this in Tucson, AZ! I'm freezin' my butt and I ain't scared to show it, I'm goin' back inside 'cause I'm too cold to poet!