I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's rightGonna change the endingThrow away the titleAnd toss it in the trashEvery minute after midnightAll the time I'm spendingIs just for workin' on my rewrite, that's rightGonna turn it into cash
I been workin' at the car washI consider it my day job'Cause it's really not a pay jobBut that's where I amEverybody says "The old guyWorkin' at the car wash?"Hasn't got a brain cell leftSince Vietnam
But I sayHelp me, help meHelp me, help meOhhhThank youI'd no ideaThat you were there
When I said help me, help meHelp me, help meOhhhThank youFor listening to my prayer
I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's rightGonna change the endingGonna throw away my titleAnd toss it in the trashEvery minute after midnightAll the time I'm spendingIs just for workin' on my rewrite, that's rightGonna turn it into cash
I'll eliminate the pagesWhere the father has a breakdownAnd he has to leave the familyBut he really meant no harmGonna substitute a car chaseAnd a race across the rooftopsWhere the father saves the childrenAnd he holds them in his arms
I saidHelp me, help meHelp me, help meOhhThank youI'd no ideaThat you were there
When I saidHelp me, help meHelp me, help meOhhhThank youFor listening to my prayer
Workin' on my rewrite
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