Track Title:               I Think I'll Disappear Now

Album Title:               God Shuffled His Feet
Prime Artist:              Crash Test Dummies
Producer:                  Jerry Harrison

Producer:                  Crash Test Dummies
Written by:                Brad Roberts

Running into you like this without warning
It like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning
But I'll try, I'll try to keep my food down
That's quite and after-taste that yopu've left now that you're not around
You can just pretend we're not in the same room
Well, alright, I'll just mosey to the bathroom
You flew by like a summer vacation
And you left me with TV-movies amd a messy kitchen
I think I'll disappear now, slip out sideways
Just for a while- but until then I'll stay in a sleep late, excuse me
I'll buy a fast car, I'll drive fast from here
There's a beach I haven't seen since last year-
It's far, but I like night drives;
If just makes it nicer where I do arrive
Aren't you going to miss me?
Aren't you goint to even say one thing to me anymore?
Well, you can bet that I'll forget how it was then:
All the drives to your farm for the weekend...
But I've seen the swimsuit magazines
And I've smelled the tequila first thing in the morning