Verse 1

I'll act just like I'm your best friend,
So when I need you, you will bend.

I'm a mover.

I don't got time to sit and chat,
Just show me where the money's at.

I'm a shaker.

Pre-Chorus

Your time's not worth a dime to me, but that's okay.
I'll keep on asking for more from you anyway.

Verse 2

A guilty conscious: my best tool,
Especially when good morals rule.

I'm a breaker.

I'll take advantage of your time,
So I can spend mine with my wine.

I'm a whiner.

Pre-Chorus

Little favors shouldn't be to much to ask.
Especially when your compensation fills my flask.

Chorus

Can't you see I'm lame?
My life is one big game.
My friends just ain't what they used to be.
I hang around them 'til they can't help me.

Can't you see I'm lame?
It's always just the same.
I'll be around 'til I've used you dry.
Then it's off to find the next poor guy.

Verse 3

I've never had to learn no skills,
Just exploit yours; they'll pay my bills.

I'm a faker.

I've got friends from coast to coast,
I use the ones who have the most.

I'm a cruiser.

Pre-Chorus

I say I'll be there when you need a helping hand.
But when the time comes, I avoid it when I can.

Verse 4

If you fit into my plan,
I'll bet your money: you're my man!

I'm a schemer.

Opportunities are everywhere,
If you're the right one, I'll be there.

I'm a taker.

Pre-Chorus

Respect for others never seems to find much use.
When I deal with others; it's more like abuse.

Chorus

Can't you see I'm lame?
My life is one big game.
My friends just ain't what they used to be.
I hang around them 'til they can't help me.

Can't you see I'm lame?
It's always just the same.
I'll be around 'til I've used you dry.
Then it's off to find the next poor guy.

Refrain

I've been a big mooch
Since the day I was born
A freeloader's persona
Is what I've always worn

I'm not about to change
For anyone
Why should I now?
Because I'm having fun!

Chorus

Can't you see I'm lame?
My life is one big game.
My friends just ain't what they used to be.
I hang around them 'til they can't help me.

Can't you see I'm lame?
It's always just the same.
I'll be around 'til I've used you dry.
Then it's off to find the next poor guy.

Shortly after Julie and I moved to Minnesota, Julie went out of town one weekend on a work related trip. This was the first time that her pet cat Othello and I had spent alone for an extended period of time. The first theme came to my head during that weekend and the rest at a later date. Othello was a very vocal cat which added much drama to the household and his life (a.k.a.: he was spoiled!). This tune is a representation of four important phases during Othello's daily routines: the wake up phase after one of his frequent cat naps; the demanding phase (the objects of his demands vary greatly depending on localized stimuli!); the desperate, melodramatic, begging phase that develops when he realized that neither Julie nor I are paying much attention; and then the \"bouncing-off-the-walls\" phase which involved him bolting around the house and leaping onto furniture, many times running head first into the wall. I'll let you figure out which section is what.