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Only ME After my bath on the porch in the summer I try not to think that life's just a bummer But as soon as it's quiet and I start to listen The world starts to tell me what I've truly been missin' The chirp of a bird The buzz of a bee Are these the things that are buggin' me? The hum of my ice box The breeze in the trees Blowin' so softly it's a partin' the leaves And as I look close past where I can see I find my real problem Has been only ME by Marty Halbritter |