Where My Ass Is

Said, "I'm homesick" oh, but I don't miss my home. Like a boy in a bubble, I can see you but I can't hold on. Said, "I'm tired," oh, but I don't miss my bed. I could lay there forever, but I'd rather be right here instead.

And time, sweet time passes. Like wine, sour wine in glasses. But I'm fine right where my ass is.

Said, "I'm seasick," oh, but I ain't on no boat. I'm just bobbin' in that water tanning while my body floats. Said, "I'm grounded," yea somewhere in the trees. I'm just coasting with my swatter swatting all them bumble bees.

And time, sweet time passes. Like wine, sour wine in glasses. But I'm fine right where my ass is.

Everybody don't you wanna be fine, everybody, don't you wanna be. Everybody don't you wanna be fine. 'Cause I'm fine.