That’ll Do Christian Lee Hutson

I think I need someone that I can talk to
Suppose it doesn't really matter who
This old dirty windshields [?] me a handsome view
But I cost myself someone to show it to

Please send me soon a brand new tune
Or at least someone I can sing the old one to
If there's anybody who will suffer a fool
That'll do just fine, yeah, that'll do

My heart has been hollow I can't shy away from that
My ambition left to feast upon the fat
Self-diagnosed as a self-spoon fed brat
Who can't keep it under his hat

Please send me soon a brand new tune
Or at least someone I can sing the old one to
If there's anybody who will suffer a fool
That'll do just fine, yeah, that'll do

Love drunk or hates [?] scrape by on dumb luck, yeah ok I know
I shouldn't believe I'll ever be relieved if it's coming
It's sure coming slow

Please send me soon a brand new tune
Or at least someone I can sing the old one to
If there's anybody who will suffer a fool
That'll do just fine, yeah, that'll do