Mixed Up Confusion

I got mixed up confusion

Man, it's a-killin' me

.

Well, there's too many people

And they're all too hard to please

.

Well, my hat's in my hand

Babe, I'm walkin' down the line

.

An' I'm lookin' for a woman

Whose head's mixed up like mine

.

Well, my head's full of questions

My temp'rature's risin' fast

.

Well, I'm lookin' for some answers

But I don't know who to ask

.

But I'm walkin' and wonderin'

And my poor feet don't ever stop

.

Seein' my reflection

I'm hung over, hung down, hung up!

.

Copyright 1962; renewed 1990 Special Rider Music

First release: Biograph, 1985

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