Scratch'In

When the itch,
Be 2 much a b_tch,
You wont see me a'scratch'in,
Instead, if you were here,
Or somewhere near,
You'd spot my brain a'hatchin'

No stone unturned,
Till I have earned,
The inventor's light bulb
sign above my head

No effort needed,
Cause I am seeded,
With an imaginative brain,

So let it itch,
You son of a witch,
Cause I don't care no more,

Yeah, scratch'in aint for me
As you can surely see,
Dont know where you'd get that notion,
I found a way
To save the day,
A jar of calamine lotion.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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