[Verse 1]
There's a piano in my pocket, it heals me
It raises me up to the ceiling
It gives me the beat and the feeling
I got a rubber in my wallet
But it barely sees the light
[Chorus]
Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out
Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down
Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out (And lose my mind)
Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (To pass the time)
[Verse 2]
Ain't got a lover in a locket, don't need it
Misleading down the wrong path
Then down on one knee, and
Another year, another profit (Another profit)
I'll raise a toast
'Cause I know I'm gonna top it
I've got a sonnet in my bonnet
[Chorus]
Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out (And lose my mind)
Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (To pass the time)
Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out (And lose my mind)
Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (To pass the time)
[Instrumental Outro]
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