Wayward Man

Was there a poverty of care when I cared for you?
And when I tumbled down the stairs was I not there for you?
I’m the fly in the ointment
Your major disappointment
Just because I can
Be a wayward man
I do all my best thinking unconscious on the floor
And when I kissed you, darling, did I stick in your craw?
I’m a fly in the ointment
Your constant disappointment
Just because I can
Be a wayward man
Be a wayward man
I’m your wayward man