And you know good well I don't drink coffee,
So you fill my cup full of sand
And the frozen tea leaves on the bottom
Sharing lipstick around the broken edge
And my coat that you let your dog lay by the fire on
And your cat he attacked me from his pill?box ledge
And I thought you were my friend too
Man, my shadow comes in…

Ok, he, she or it can write for your show then. But we won't pay union scale.

If you believe that you flunk music biz 101.