Rewrite

I’ve been working on my rewrite
That’s right
I’m gonna change the ending
Gonna throw away my title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I’m spending
It’s just for working on my rewrite
Gonna turn it into cash
I’ve been working at the car wash
I consider it my day job
'Cause it’s really not a pay job
But that’s where I am
Everybody says the old guy
Working at the car wash
Hasn’t got a brain cell left
Since Vietnam
But I say help me, help me, help me, help me
Thank you!
I’d no idea
That you were there
When I said help me, help me, help me, help me
Whoa! Thank you
For listening to my prayer
I’m working on my rewrite
That’s right
I’m gonna change the ending
Gonna throw away my title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I’m spending
Is just for working on my rewrite, that’s right
Gonna turn it into cash
I’ll eliminate the pages
Where the father has a breakdown
And he has to leave the family
But he really meant no harm
I’m gonna substitute a car chase
And a race across the rooftops
When the father saves the children
And he holds them in his arms
And I say help me, help me, help me, help me
Thank you!
I’d no idea
That you were there
When I said help me, help me, help me, help me
Whoa! Thank you
For listening to my prayer