i m not high not too lowly i try to fly but i beat my wings too slowly i just got back from a foreign land sit in my kitchen beat pots and pans only you can fill my hands the right way i m not high i m not high not too lowly i try to get by on wine and poetry music from the good places go light and don t leave a trace it s on to the next place so quickly goodbye i m not high but i will be if you stop by ah you kill me a two day hug a three day kiss a loving stretch of common bliss i did not know it could be like this but i do now i m not high no no no i m not i m not high not too lowly the days go by just like they know me they know just how to get my goat they kiss me hard and then grab me by the throat then they sail away in a little boat westerly goodbye