Crackerjack


I've got a song running through my head. Can't seem to find the tune, but here are my words:


Crackerjack

I’ve got nothing against those who live life large
Truth be told, I’m impressed by folks
Who just naturally seem to be in charge
Of life, and ahead of the rest

Cause I get all excited about crazy things
And I think that I’m pulling out big diamond rings
Then I notice I’m holding a crackerjack box
And I sigh

But the truth is, Crackerjack is sweet
And I kind of love the nuts
So there you go –
This life is sweet enough for me

You won’t see my face on the silver screen
And I guess that’s probably right
There’s not much room for a drama queen
In this thing I call my life

‘Cause the spotlight's warm when it shines on down
And I think that I’m the fanciest show in town
Then I notice I’m standing on a crackerjack box
And I sigh

But the truth is, Crackerjack is sweet
And I kind of love the nuts
So there you go –
This life is bright enough for me

This little life is just big enough, oh
This little life is so full of stuff I need
My little life is just big enough for me



Yup.

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