By j. j. cale
Well I cant read and I cant write
And I dont know my left from right.
I cant tell if the suns gonna shine
And I dont know if youll ever be mine,
But Ill make love to you any old time at all.
I cant swim and I cant fly,
I aint no fish, aint a bird in the sky.
Chorus
I cant count from one to ten,
And I dont know the shape Im in.
Chorus